Hannah & Julie
roommates, technically adults, writers on the side.
You know that slightly uncomfortable feeling you get when you are, without a doubt, the only person in the room that’s not on a date? Hannah and I spent pretty much all of Valentine’s Day in that strange twilight-zone of ultimate singledom. Allow me to set the scene: The lighting was dim and rosy, the …
First off, I’d like to inform you all that the “nudity” tag on Jules’ last post got us the highest readership we’ve had in months. You’re a dirty bunch, Internet surfers. That being said, we’ve decided we’re going to tag all of our posts as nudity-related from here on out, whether or not they are …
You don’t truly know someone until you’ve seen them in their underwear. On those standards, I know Hannah pretty damn well. Before I got to college, I had a solid group of friends who I spent numerous hours with and thought I knew pretty thoroughly. Then I got to school last fall and found myself …
When my friend Katie first asked me to play squash, I was thrilled. Katie is the captain of our club tennis team, I’m a member of the club tennis team– tennis and squash had to be similar, right? I had transferrable athletic skills for days. Squash would be a perfect addition to the list of …
My friends, I will be the first to admit that I have a borderline unhealthy appreciation for dystopian fiction. Has modern greed and excess sent society spiraling into a post-apocalyptic wasteland? Sweet. Have we traded vast technological advances that improve quality of life for some while most suffer from a tyrannical government? I’m in. Have …
Hello from London! Julie and I would like to acknowledge our brief blogging hiatus. We can only imagine the tears that have been shed in the last two weeks over our lack of Internet presence, and we’d like to formally apologize for any emotional damage we may have inadvertently caused. But don’t fret, my friends, …
The first draft of this post started like this: Christmas music is the best. It’s cozy, it’s nostalgic, it’s an excuse to stop doing real life things and say, “hey, you know what? Let’s go bake some chocolate chip cookies.” There’s nothing like a few Now That’s What I Call Christmas! songs to awaken the …
Dear Professors on the last day of classes: I remember the first day of the semester like it was only three months ago. I arrived early, a little too early, and plopped down in the middle of the first row. My notebook and folder were both purple with Clinical Phonetics written in the top …
“Let’s get these teen hearts beating, faster! faster!” -my AIM profile circa 2007 So I’m currently writing a paper on Emo music and culture. Yes, I’m serious. Our final assignment for Music and Social Change is to examine music and collective identity. I think my professor was trying to send us in the direction of …
Hi guys! I swear I didn’t forget about you. I’d like to take some time on this Monday night to write about the unpleasant phenomenon that I like to refer to as, “Post-Vacation Apocalypse”. Let me set the scene: It’s Monday after Thanksgiving break and you just lugged your laundry basket stuffed with clean clothes …