New Semester, New Beginnings

Now that the New Year’s Day
hangovers are a thing of the past,
it’s time to trade in the warm sofa
for cold, hard desks as the spring
semester approaches. If you are
wondering how you will possibly
make it through this semester after
barely
making it through the fall semester
you are in luck, because a new semester
brings new beginnings.
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The Weekly Wrap Up: We’re Stuffed Like a Turkey

tired_baby-whew.jpgWhat a week! Between Heidi and Spencer’s “spontaneous wedding,” the surfacing of some scary pro-anorexia support groups on Facebook, and the arrival of yet another frigid winter, we couldn’t wait for the weekend to come. And by “weekend” we mean Thanksgiving, only the best holiday of all time.

Upon arriving at home to a comfy bed, clean shower, and lots of home cookin’, we immediately headed out to the bar to enjoy the Biggest Bar Night of the Year. We are using the term “enjoy” loosely, of course, because the evening was really just a night of awkward conversation and not enough alcohol. (Funny, that sounds a lot like Thanksgiving dinner when our bf met our parents.)

We loaded up on the carbs at Thanksgiving dinner to prepare for today’s Black Friday shopping spree, and besides a few broken nails and a black eye (on that bitch who tried to grab the last Flip Cam),  things turned out OK.  We came home with the perfect gift for our roommates, got some hot new jeans, and a really cute scarf to cover the hickey our BF left on the most obvious part of our neck.

Now it’s time to enjoy the rest of the weekend…and all the Thanksgiving leftovers.

2 Girls 1 Cup: I Vomit, Others Laugh, Many Gag and It’s All On You Tube.

ewewewHave you heard of this new ridiculousness that is taking over the internet?

Last night, while on the phone with my 30 year old brother, who might I preface this article with, is one of the most conservative people I know.

There is quite the age gap between us and he spent my college years lecturing me on why I should never drink the punch, how beer is actually made out of yeast-piss and how that everything I wear, even if it’s a birka or a burlap sack, is too provocative.

So imagine my surprise when he sent me to a porn site.

“Um, I’m sorry, are YOU of all people, sending me to a porn site?”
“Just do it and watch the video in the center, its funny”

Now let me warn you- to be fair- that this is far from funny. If throwing up my dinner is considered funny, then yes, I guess calling this funny would be appropriate. So as I sat there screaming on the phone, my brother and sister-in-law were in fact, highly amused.

Funny is in the eye of the beholder I guess. Read More »

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