Lindsay Deutsch
Center Editor
I woke early this morning to the cranking and scratching of the generator that powers my entire dorm. This was not its usual harmonious buzz, but a nail-on-chalkboard, spirit crush of an opening for what was to be the worst day ever.
First, I remembered that Paul Newman died. That man, who was a heart throbbing philanthropist delight, had brought me nothing but Butch Cassidy and delicious salsa/assorted condiments. Seriously, the medium chipotle salsa is a gem. So that was a crushing revelation I never fully recovered from as I learned that…
Project Runway 6 has not only moved to the whiney women's network, I mean Lifetime (Wifetime?), but has now been pushed back to January. In the words of Michael Kors, underwhelming! How am I going to make it work without my daily dose of Tim Gunn-isms and flamboyant gay hipsters? I logged on to Facebook to find out what other people who are ready to fling themselves off the runway thought only to find…
"OMGZ I hate the new Facebook!" Or, at least I now hate a hundred groups telling me this. Come on, get real things to complain about, or else I will be forced to complain about other people complaining about the most innocuous Web site switch that has ever occurred. So what if users can now easily skim through people's information without planting a faeirie bunny or finding out their pirate crush. Clog someone else's news feed. Deal, because I cannot.
So really, these three things compounded with the fact that our nation's economy is sinking faster than my cell phone in a glass of water (worst day ever, right?) have made this first bit of the academic year trying at best. Thank you for reading this short and angry blog post. Now, run along. Go onto find out which Disney princess most resembles you based solely on your sex and astrological sign.
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