Good evening, everyone. It’s finals season, and that means it’s time for you and your classmates (and Bwog) to begin the dreaded descent into a downward spiral ending only in tears and shame.  Fear not—we are here to document every miserable minute of it.  That’s why tonight we’re camping out in Butler and blogging its despicable spectacles live.  We’ve got […]

As the semester winds down, things get…dark. Especially in the bathrooms of the LLC. Proceed with caution.  It was around one in the morning when a student ran through my suite’s open door and into the communal bathroom. Let’s call him Freddie. A suitemate and I were sitting in the lounge doing homework and didn’t […]

….not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. We’ve all had some dark nights lately. We’re all likely to have a few more before Friday. Tonight, let us gather in honor and tribute of those souls who briefly succumbed to that darkness, and provided us both with photographic evidence and solemn remembrance.

When Insomnia Cookies was brought to Morningside Heights, many of us saw it as a sign of better times.  No longer would we have to walk out in the cold to Westside for some glorious snacking.  Instead, the cookies would come to us.  Just two days ago, apropos of nothing, we received the following tip: […]

After a week of campus imploding in nearly every way possible (still waiting on a legitimate protest of anything, though) in the midst of finals, Bwog thinks we all need a moment to give into that tingly feeling in the pit of your stomach, lean your head back, and just scream.  That’s right, tonight is […]

The hour is nigh. Gird your loins, get out the bong waterpipe and come hide under our covers: it’s (supposed to be) the end of the world, motherfuckers. Bwogline: In case you’ve been living under a rock for the last five years, according to the Mayan calendar (and a really bad action movie) the world […]

We’re pulling towards the end here, but before the day of freedom must come the darkest of nights. Below, bravely captured by tipsters, are some harrowing images of hope, despair, and people sleeping on impractical surfaces: all the makings for a fine dark night of the soul. Study hard, but also go home and sleep.

It was a pretty dark night for everyone. Well, at least for all these people. Some early risers (or never-actually-went-to-sleep-ers) were greeted with images of the aftermath this morning, Below, glimpses of some secrets Butler didn’t hide fast enough from the light of day.

You’re miserable. We’re miserable. The guy who’ll have to kick us all out of 210 from 7 to 8 am is preemptively miserable on behalf of everyone involved. As per tradition, we took this dark and dreary night as an opportunity to traipse through Butler and photograph the anguish. Send your own photos of the […]

Over the course of many days spent here in Butler, we’ve looked on patiently as young love has shape-shifted through a number of manifest forms, from discreet Skype sessions to full on fornication, freshman-style. But this latest display is too much—we’re putting our foot down:

Self-hating SEAS student? Or angry CC student who just doesn’t get the first week of Frontiers?

Call us old-fashioned*, but Bwog likes sticking to traditions. That’s why we dared enter the dark abyss of terror and neurosis that is Butler without so much as a Virgil-figure to protect us (or at the very least warn us to avert our gaze from one of those 209-couples who seem to feed on creepy eye […]

Bwog doesn’t always poop in Butler… …But when it does, it sits on a sapling’s worth of toilet paper.

And so it begins. With the final weeks of class upon us, we’re less than a month away from the time of great mayhem and malnourishment that is finals at Columbia (also the most festive and happy time of the year for the world beyond the bubble). Thus, we present our first sightings of the […]

As per tradition, join Bwog as we cram study diligently for our last finals and take an odyssey through the depths of Butler, on a dark night of the soul… It’s good to see you’re all so focused and well-fueled.