So, last week we discovered a nest of yellowjackets at our new house, when my mom disturbed it and got stung some several dozen times. This was perceived as an act of the deepest treachery, a transgression which could hardly be allowed to pass without redress. And redress there was, as well as dress itself - in that, lacking the proper attire with ( Read more... )

Seb and I are walking out of the gym when he notices a shining jar of M&Ms, with raffle tickets beside it. Well, fuck, we figure. We can guess the number of M&Ms. With some quick calculations, we each arrive at a separate and very different figure and submit tickets whose chances of winning, we feel, are all but assured. Note also that our entries ( Read more... )

Does your breakfast table look something like this?


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Two thirds of my undergraduate career have somehow rattled to a satisfying close. I've been in Newton for several days now, and yet cannot quite come to terms with the glorious radiance that is sleep - the very torpidity that had hunted me for weeks and which I narrowly eluded then is now my nearest ally and strangest bedfellow (with the possible ( Read more... )

Here I am! Dead tired, though not (as some have suspected, owing to my long absence from the autojournalistic realm) dead in the strict sense, as an elephant might be dead were one to drop it from a helicopter hundreds of feet above the forest. It is, however, only the most excellent sort of tired, born of the most excellent sort of night. Against ( Read more... )

Rather than boring you with an impossible enumeration of the innumerable Things themselves, I will instead note only the several of them which stand out in my recollection. Commence!

I. Roger's BirthdayThe resident youngling has in fact gained another year, so that we are precluded from flaunting our ages over his quite so severely as we had, ( Read more... )

CELEBRATING TWO YEARS OF AWESOME.

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Prior to New York...

We in Newton bid a fond farewell to winter break with two nights of hardcore LAN action, in which bitches were pwned, etc. Behold, the 1337ness! There was much old-school Counter-Strike, with some digressions into the sillier mods and some tequila. All in all, it was more fun than a bottle of leeches. The first night, after ( Read more... )

As you may have guessed, I am back from Canada. It was, as predicted, awesome. Though we did not find ourselves waist-deep in powder, as I had hoped - indeed, it was fairly icy, giving credence to the existence of a "ski season" which has just begun - that element remained both good and very inexpensive. This was the case for everything else there ( Read more... )

...by which you must ask yourself, do I mean the Spanish "three parties," or the French "very parties?" It's both, really. Maddy and I succeeded in attending three separate parties, each of which was extremely a party. Perhaps acutely so.

Party the First8:00-9:00 ( Read more... )