Sometimes, we dream big, sometimes, we think small, sometimes, we wait for the sweet release of Christmas.

We wrote your inevitable extension email for you. you’re welcome.

A turkey by any other name would still probably taste as dry…

Hello friends, this is your neighborhood nightmare, The Existentialist! Just a fun little pseudo-intellectual with no idea WTF is going on. I am so, so excited to be here and unqualified to answer your most difficult questions. 

Life is hard enough as a first-year, and then you put us into breakout rooms? That’s a bit much.