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(11/03/17 4:09am)
Last weekend, I lost my entire Sunday to season two of “Stranger Things.” I didn’t plan on watching the whole season. I didn’t even plan on watching more than three episodes. Yet, at 3 a.m., I found myself where Netflix binges always seems to take me — staring at the end credits with bleary eyes and hating myself.
(10/20/17 3:24am)
I love my dog. To be fair, I’m not sure how one can do anything but love my dog within the confines of the known universe. What’s not to love? He’s a rotund little Jack Russell Terrier who likes being close to people and taking naps curled up on a blanket. Even the most adamant of cat lovers quickly fall under his spell. However, despite my fondness of the portly creature, I’ve always had an unspoken awareness that my dog is a little … eccentric.
(10/09/17 2:08am)
As a rookie first-year with a pitifully-short memory span, I tend to forget everything from what time I have my next class to when an assignment is due to — most tragically — where I put my dorm key.
(09/22/17 3:30am)
I’ve always hated asking for help. I suppose it comes from a misplaced sense of pride. If I have a problem, it makes me feel like an adult if I can solve it alone. Unfortunately, whenever I can’t solve a problem alone, I tend to just kind of let the problem seethe until it becomes a raging inferno that horribly burns me and my ego and then sets fire to my entire life.