Author Archives: Meg

Ten Things I Hate About You

Posted on October 19, 2005 by Meg

In the spirit of Why I Hate My Husband, here is a list of things I don’t like about Stick. 1) He cannot pass a Comcast van without him intrrupting himself (or me!) to shout “CaaaAAAAaaable guy!” 2) He sings … Continue reading →

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LoveStickness

Posted on October 10, 2005 by Meg

Stephie and her new boyfriend are walking around in a perfect haze of love and adoration. I’m afraid to listen too closely in case I hear “I love being stuck in traffic with you!” or “Isn’t this hailstorm just beautiful?” … Continue reading →

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Hot Coffee

Posted on October 6, 2005 by Meg

What’s with all the controversy with the “Hot Coffee” Easter egg on Grand Theft Auto? It’s a game about running people over. You can beat hookers to death. You can go postal at restaurants… they are even old ladies to … Continue reading →

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Some People Juggle Geese

Posted on October 5, 2005 by Meg

Stick and I went to see Serenity on Saturday. As we were on our way to meet up with his friends, who’d seen the movie on Friday but wanted to go again on Saturday, Marcus called my cell to say … Continue reading →

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Jesse’s Girl

Posted on October 2, 2005 by Meg

Thank goodness for Stephie’s new boyfriend, Jesse. Now Stick and I can go on double dates with Actually-Plans-Ahead Boy and Navigates-Successfully Girl.

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Going Flat

Posted on September 28, 2005 by Meg

So I was driving down Route 9 the other day, looking at the Rocky’s Hardware sign and wondering if I should write an anonymous letter on the use of the apostrophe, when the driver behind me honked at me. I … Continue reading →

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The Romance of Steph

Posted on September 22, 2005 by Meg

My roommate Steph has total new-relationship giddiness with a really hot classicist… No, that wasn’t sarcasm! He’s really hot! AND a classicist! Stop laughing. They have now gone on two coffee dates and one pizza date and they are smitten … Continue reading →

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Still More Reasons to hate Troy

Posted on September 21, 2005 by Meg

Iliad Essay for Harris’ Class I have two copies of The Iliad. My first one is a paperback version of the Robert Fagles translation. I’ve written all over it. In my freshman year, I started by identifying the Achaeans as … Continue reading →

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Bar Mitzvah for J.

Posted on September 15, 2005 by Meg

So I was on the bus coming back from my second attempt to acquire my Roman Religion course packet. It’s actually my third attempt if you count when the Greatest Boyfriend In The World tried to get one for me … Continue reading →

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The Plot Thickens

Posted on September 8, 2005 by Meg

Today I got a phone call from a girl named Joy, saying she’d found my notebook in Lot 33 on campus. She knew it was my notebook because it has my name and phone number in it. I thanked her … Continue reading →

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