Overheard: Greek Row Encounters

(Thursday night. Midnight. All within - I'm not even kidding you - a two-minute period:

Overheard: A guy and a girl getting off a charter bus (probably an invite...ughhhh) on Channing Circle. Guy with arm around girl. Stumbling drunkily on the sidewalk. All signs point that they are a couple, until the guy says: "So, wait, what's your last name again??"

Overheard: Biking by. Piedmont and Haste. An AEπ guy talking to a random girl, saying, "Yeah, someone's already walked in on them having sex."

UC Motherfucking Berkeley: The WWF of Academics

This blog post is to comment on the lack of blog posts I've written over the past month or so. It's because Berkeley has given me an academic beating that I still have yet to recover from.

That, coupled with my academic amnesia - due to the easy course schedule I purposely arranged for myself in Chile - has made me forget that one must work fairly diligently every day to keep up with the workload, instead of say, going on Facebook roughly 82.5 times throughout the day, Skype-ing with friends, and watching Glee reruns on repeat.

I could go into a more extended analysis of why Berkeley is giving me a repeated intellectual spanking, but I have only alloted myself 2 minutes and 26 seconds for eating and playtime for each meal of the day. 

The alarm just went off. Shit, I have to go.

Dedicated to Zoe Mullendore

I am writing another blog post. It's for Zoe. Because she's bored.

This is the blog post. Hope you're happy.