I was reading a horribly long, intensely dull piece about liberalism, when I realized I was falling asleep. I could not even pretend to think the writing was worth reading, and my body has realized that if it becomes sleepy, I stop doing undesirable acts. So, with that, I decided I needed a new TV show to watch. And after some Googling, I came across Suits.

And we fell in love and lived happily ever after.


Okay, no, I'm about midway through Season 2 as of the day I'm writing this. Suits has been my motivation for doing work. Suits has been my "shut up brain, don't think". I suppose some people use drugs for that (getting blackout drunk finally makes sense!) but I will always turn to distractions, and art is one of my favs. I mean, I've been book blogging for years now!

Now, no doubt, you have landed on this page expecting a review. Except, I regret to inform you, there is a problem with that. I have no interest in writing a review. You see, usually when I love something I can gush about it with someone. But none of my friends have watched Suits and Mari's texts hbeen rather slow going, so I am lost in my own cloud of excitement, without anyone to share it with. So, this is what this post is about. Me. Suits. Why I like it.



First of all, I will confess my guilty love for everything that is fancy. I've always been curious about power. I mean, I'm doing a minor in political science, the study of power, and majoring in management, aka I want to use some power. But I'm not a power-hungry tyrant at all. Nope. Zip it, Mari. I love the idea of the best; the elite. I love it in everything. I love watching sports because of that, I love just watching professors, I read random articles about why Taylor Swift killed 2014, that type of shizz. And Suits is about the best closer in New York. Mmm.

But there is another part to why I love Suits, and this is something I don't like admitting, but I'm trying to be more honest in what I write so it must be said: Suits is also about entering this world, and feeling like you don't belong. This is something many people deal with and it has a name: imposter syndrome. I've learned a lot about imposter syndrome in university, from actually experiencing it, but also to hearing my professors, and some really fabulous Google wizards in a career panel, talk about it. Mike Ross is an outsider to this world of prestige, and he doesn't feel like he belongs. Slowly, he begins to see that he belongs. And not only does he belong, he kicks ass. Mike is a genius but he was always limiting himself. I think that''s a very human lesson everyone can relate to.



Thanks to my twitterfeed, I've also noticed closely how amazing the female characters in Suits are. These women are fierce and powerful while being feminine. But, realistically, the show also shows their limitations. Jessica Pearson as a black boss of a Big Law firm is literally a goddess. She is powerful and elegant and sadly, she is a minority because there are not many female women in such high positions. The show does a wonderful job of illustrating that some of the smartest people aren't considered the best people. Rachel is a paralegal, for example, just because she can't do LSATs. And that's a shame because she's brilliant and hardworking, and completely capable of being an associate. Donna knows everything about the office and can hold her own, but she's a secretary, and her position is valued less than Harvey's even though she keeps everything together.

These women are amazing, and although there is no leading lady, I love the ladies in Suits.

But let's also talk about Mr. Spector, your typical badass, except he's really good at that position. Harvey Spector is living the life. He is rich, he is charming, good looking, and smart. And OBVIOUSLY he is a good guy that cares more than other people think. Obviously. This kind of character is such a stereotype, but Harvey Spector is someone that is intriguing either way because he's so good at this role. His role as a mentor, and a bit of a parent for Mike, produces some really heartwarming scenes. He chews Mike out and says some really harsh shit, but he says it because he cares. He is so full of bullshit while being honest, and I think I'll stop here.

What else...




Oh! The show is about corporate law! And to be honest, I think the plotline is not that great. Suits is awesome because it has very fascinating characters that are incredibly intriguing. Maybe this changes in later seasons, but I'm not watching the show to see what happens next, I'm watching it because I love Mike, Harvey, Rachel, Jessica, and Donna. Also, I really do have a thing for guys in Suits. Also, the show inspires my business outfits. Hm.

This show is my motivation for doing work. Y'all should watch it. And if you have, fangirl with me! But don't spoil anything, thank you very much.

Also, for further reading on Suits, and I warn that some of these are spoilery:
1. Suits is the best show that smart people aren't talking about. 
2. Suits: Secretly Subversive About Talking About Women in the Workforce
3. Suits Does for Lawyers What Downtown Abbey Does for Artistocrats

I've had writing slumps, but not like this. It has been weeks and I struggle to find any sort of post I want to write. I can't think of any topic that impassions me enough to write, and to compound that, it's not like I've been reading very much either. In fact, it has been quite some time since I have read any book.

I moved away, and before that, I lengthily said goodbyes and packed. It wasn't an unpleasant process, looking at the past and celebrating what I've accomplished. It was, however, time consuming. When I wanted to read, I would feel nervous. Even now, my body is so wired for feeling proactive and getting things accomplished that I have difficulty spending more than a few minutes on what I used to do.

Thank you Tumblr!

I haven't listened to music in weeks. I haven't read in weeks. I haven't been keeping up to date with the world. I haven't been blogging.

I don't know what I have been doing to replace all of this except worrying. I know I could spend more time on my interests if I wanted to. Maybe it means I'll say "No" to an event for once. That's okay.

I saw the tail end of a presentation run by my school about managing success, and I saw very little, except one part about how horrible perfectionism can be. It narrows life by forcing a path of guaranteed success that doesn't exist. People can get so wrapped up in what they should do, that they aren't able to enjoy what they are doing.

I don't know if that applies to me, but I do think that's something I'm prone to. I have socialized and been more extroverted in the past week than I've ever been before, and it exhausts me. Constantly introducing myself, learning about new people, figuring out what's okay or not, it doesn't come naturally to me. I have to put in the effort. I am an introverted person because I draw strength from myself and the time I spend reflecting, alone.

I am a pretty huge fan of jeggings and skinny jeans though.

However, I can't pretend that being with other people is some horrible form of torture. I want to do more on the blog, but I can't say that no one lets me do this. In fact, the people I've met have been very kind. They're all fascinating people, and learning about their stories has opened my eyes to the stories that exist in real life. Their lives are different from mine in many ways but we've all reached the same place.

And what I'm trying to remember is that it's okay to take time off from the blog and try something different. I'm not leaving The Sirenic Codex. Far from that, but right now, life is happening, and I want to experience it. When things slow down, I'll hopefully be inspired to write a lot, and everything will have worked out perfectly.

-P.E.