It is the worst of times, and the most liminal of times. Reading week snuck up on us with a slap and here we are during finals: broken, disheartened, and yearning for summer (why is it still
Fuck it, they’re actually all just Dean Martin songs. I don’t give a fuck.
There’s just something special about cats with thumbs…
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If you did some regrettable things under the influence recently, you may relate to some of the highlights of Bwog’s weekend. However, if you’re not a bibulous person, you can also read some of the cultured things Bwog did this weekend. To be featured, email firstname.lastname@example.org.
Bwog hit some high highs and fell to some low lows over the winter break; below are some of the stories and misadventures from that time. Send in your hijinks to email@example.com to be featured. Disclaimer: as ever, Bwog does not condone underage drinking or illegal drug use. Bwog Lived La Vida Loca Smoked a blunt a […]
As the last weekend of fall semester comes to a close, Columbia still manages to have some meaningful events: like Orgo Night, Primal Scream, and lots and lots of exams. :( Bwog Tries To Study Had a MIDTERM Finally sent out my resume/cover letter I swear I actually managed to study for finals Did not […]