Adventures in Guilty Pleasure – In defense of Death Cab
Defending a hipster band is a dangerous minefield to navigate. In so doing, I run the risk of looking like a member of the most useless and un-sub subculture since,…
Defending a hipster band is a dangerous minefield to navigate. In so doing, I run the risk of looking like a member of the most useless and un-sub subculture since,…
Defending a hipster band is a dangerous minefield to navigate. In so doing, I run the risk of looking like a member of the most useless and un-sub subculture since, well, ever. Not only that, but one who is ignorant of one of the cardinal tenets of her kind’s unspoken credo: Thou shalt, with scorn and contempt and overpriced coffee drink in hand, harshly dismiss with a wave of thy many-braceleted wrist every band that is pigeonholed as thy belonging.
One thing you should know: this was a failed experiment and the resulting calorie deficit may be partly responsible for my pitiful stature of five feet, two inches. Probably not,…
One thing you should know: this was a failed experiment and the resulting calorie deficit may be partly responsible for my pitiful stature of five feet, two inches. Probably not, but maybe. Another thing you should know: if you embark on a raw diet, in order to consume enough calories, you’ll have to eat a lot.
Is there any shame in being a twenty-something college student who watches PBS children’s programming, and specifically “Curious George,” with some frequency? Sure, plenty. First off, it means that at 5 p.m., Mountain Standard Time, I’m doing nothing of any value whatsoever.
Bringing back SexyBack You and I, we’re both college students, and as such, media elitism is a major part of our social discourse. We reconsider friendships with those who begin…
You and I, we’re both college students, and as such, media elitism is a major part of our social discourse. We reconsider friendships with those who begin to show signs of admiration for the insipid rock ballads of Nickelback and we will turn down almost any date that involves watching Katherine Heigl in “27 Dresses.
That Hot-N-Ready never tasted so good as it does on your first night of independence. Your apartment may be cramped, and the couch that came with it may smell, but that cheap, delicious pizza could not be more perfect. Tomorrow’s Junior Bacon Cheeseburger tastes every bit as good, and so does the next day’s California Burrito.
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