We’re more than halfway done with finals week, so you’re either looking like the Corpse Bride or Fruma-Sarah from Fiddler on the Roof. Either way, you’re probably not looking too good. Of course, that doesn’t even mention your mental state. Fortunately, I can help you with that, thanks to my compilation of reality tv GIFs that articulate those feelings you are unable to.
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Mid-terms are piling up and fall break is approaching, and as you rush out of Peirce with a to-go cup of mashed potatoes in one hand and a Red Bull in the other, your path to the library is suddenly cut off by a cat. This cat slinks by you and in your sleep-deprived haze you imagine what a life the cat must lead. What elegance it has. Suddenly you realize you always wanted to be a cat, everyone should want to be a cat. But how could you convince your friends that you joined the felines of Gambier?
Since their first year at Kenyon, A. Corn ’14 and S. Quirrel ’14 have been confusing passersby on a daily, sometimes minutely, basis — causing people to become a little squirrely. Nearly indiscernible from every angle, these two are frequently confused (much to their dismay) despite living on opposite ends of campus. Continue reading