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If you were my friend and came to visit ÍøÆسԹÏ, this is what we would do together.

My friend Tino and I debuted our 'Single Ladies' dance, and Twister didn't rehash awkward puberty memories, ending the party with my tears and cries of emotional pain, like it very easily could have.

Since it's Winter Term right now, I've slacked off a little bit on my mail checking routine because the inflow of mail is even less than normal.

As is the case in many liberal circles, Christianity tends to conjure up images of repression, Jesus camp, and conservatives.

On existing outside of ÍøÆسԹÏ, ÍøÆØ³Ô¹Ï affecting my thinking, thinking about food, and food for thought.

Pretty much the fall semester of the sophomore year, in song. Almost like a musical. Almost.

After a grueling semester, sometimes I find myself only able to think about cats.

Detailing the wide array of events that can happen on ÍøÆسԹÏ's campus - within a single semester!

My excuse for not blogging regularly: I have been HELLA busy. What I've been up to, things my friends have introduced me to, and pictures of me fishing for college students with candy in the library.

In which I explain ÍøÆØ³Ô¹Ï birthdays and share a recipe for chocolate cake for a crowd.

I am happy to say that this Thanksgiving I am thankful for my wonderful ÍøÆØ³Ô¹Ï friends and my ÍøÆØ³Ô¹Ï family. I don't know what I would do without them. Let Fiercegiving endure forever!

A sampling of Thanksgiving, in which my senses are assaulted, a friend's family welcomes, feeds, and houses some Obies, and I despise buses.