Hello, dear Thrill readers. It is your editor in chiefs, Reilly and Ellie. You might have noticed that we haven’t vacated this office as is traditional, and we noticed that too. We are in fact here to stay, here to play, here to have some fun in the sun from our New Apt and our “large property full of deers” (Ellie’s description of her home). We hope you’re setting into your first week nicely and enjoyed the meatloaf for dinner tonight (whether your mom made it or you had it from Peirce).Continue reading
One week of classes down and our school hasn’t made national headlines yet! Huzzah. Personally, I’ve had a very fulfilling, very normal, very adequate first week of my senior year. What better way to commence the final stage of my 16 years of education than in bed without real pants on? I love academia.Continue reading
The egg is in the nest. Elvis has entered the building. The chicken has crossed the road. And your roommate is still in the fucking shower. But, dear reader, fret not. You can take solace in the fact that your roommate does, in fact, shower and that The Thrill is back to pretend that writing about it somehow resembles journalism. Continue reading
Wow. Hi. Okay. I feel weird. This is weird right? It’s been a while since we last talked. I mean really talked and I think we just have to get past that ha-ha-how-was-your-summer thing right now before we can get down to business. Continue reading
Full Weekend lineup after the jump!