Tag Archives: Chinese life
The Romance of Steph
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
Still More Reasons to hate Troy
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
Bar Mitzvah for J.
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
The Plot Thickens
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
Take On Me
So last night I went out to sidekick on Stephanie’s night. We were going to go to 80’s night at Diva’s, and see her crush. He couldn’t actually come to Diva’s, but they did have a Moment, with a longing … Continue reading
The Joint List
So yesterday I went to the supermarket. Yes, I’m about to post about grocery shopping, but don’t worry, there’s angst AND cock involved. Anyway, I was grocery shoping when I ran into Bethany from knitting club (yes I go to … Continue reading
HBO’s Rome
Sunday was the first episode of HBO’s Rome series. Stick, being the Greatest Boyfriend Ever actually ordered HBO just so we could watch it. The story begins at a point everyone recognizes, with Caesar in Gaul and Pompey home waiting … Continue reading
A Day At The Races
On Saturday, Stick and I were hanging around in that “I don’t know, what do you want to do today?” stage that really is the lamest part of couple-ness. And by hanging around, I mean he was interrupting my manicure … Continue reading
No-Plan-Ahead Boy and No-Sense-of-Direction Girl, Again
On the way down to Mystic, we once again proved that the combination Meg and MapQuest is disasterous. I can read a map very well, but MapQuest is like getting directions from the friend who says he knows a shortcut. … Continue reading
I Miss Kristine
Today I called my old roommate Kristine to tell her my brilliant Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince theory. “I know who R.A.B. is,” I began, in lieu of hi or what’s up? or how have your last two months … Continue reading
