Posts Tagged as ‘college’

April 27, 2009

That Party Last Night Was Awfully Crazy; I Wish We Taped It.

Photo by Stephanie Caine.
When I was in college, my friends and I used to occasionally remark that we would make a great reality TV show. We had the boy drama of “The Hills,” the petty friendship squabbles of “Sorority Life,” the airheaded comments of “Rich Girls,” and drank more liquor than several “Real World” casts [...]

April 25, 2009

No Offense to You Lawyers Out There

Today I realized & noted this elsewhere: “Going to college made me realize that I should never trust the competence of anyone until proven otherwise, because some really shitty and stupid people are going to be lawyers/doctors/teachers/EVERYTHING. And most of the smart people I know, that I would actually trust with my life problems, either [...]

April 2, 2009

Isn’t It Romantic?

Photo by didbygraham.
Girls complaining about how the hook-up culture has ruined romance are the new “nice”-guys-complaining-about-how-nice-guys-always-finish-last-and-never-get-laid.* Apparently they’re nostalgic for some golden era of history where gentlemen took girls to the malt shop and never got fresh at the drive-in movies. These girls have romcom-fueled daydreams of perfect dates where the man wears a suit, [...]

March 27, 2009

My Dirty Little Secret

(Photo by timetrax23.)
My brain is broken. I can’t read.
It’s been this way since January. January–probably not coincidentally–is when we got our internet back after a month’s absence. In December I read ten or twelve books, substantial books, but since we got back online, my reading has gone steadily downhill. With fiction, I get a few [...]

February 10, 2009

Things I Used to Do

Remember when people used to use myspace?
I read through too many http://whitelotuswhiterussian.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?action=edit&post=121of my old myspace blogs last night. The two or three years when myspace was big corresponded roughly with the two or three years of my life where:
1) I was the drunkest,
2) I had a borderline obscene amount of personal drama, and
3) I was [...]