As finals season slowly creeps in, it’s difficult to keep track of anything. Exactly how much did you sleep yesterday? Have you eaten at all? How many friends do you still have left? While we have been imparting priceless wisdom to the hopeless masses of Morningside Heights, you would think Bwog has its shit together…but we have our personal vices, too. Yes, we teach you all the necessary skills to survive college or recreationally pseudo-reproduce, but we, too, are subject to mundane affairs of the masses. If you are so inclined to find out who exactly still has the time to write for Bwog, or if you personally want to be the person who courageously writes for Bwog during finals week, come to Lerner 505, at 7 pm today. We will reward you with a Fuck Spec sticker.