The Haunting Dread of Food Truck Smell
It’s just after sunset, and you’re en route to an evening class. Everyone around you scuttles to their warm homes in dusk’s amber glow in...
I Went To Paris And All I Got Was A Bunch of Second-Hand Crack
It seems safe to assume that most people on this campus (both men and women) have at one point fantasized about going to Paris. Literature,...
What the Internet Thinks Women Want
Back in 1991 when they invented the Internet (whoever “they” is), they claimed it was going to change the world, provide us with knowledge at...
Reincarnation aka Can I Be Reborn as Beyoncé?
Upon learning about reincarnation during a world religions class in high school, I imagined what hideous crimes I must have committed in my past life to...
What Your Dorm Room Says About You
Whether it’s for a Friday night hookup or a Monday afternoon study session, you’re eventually going to stumble into the dorm room of a new acquaintance....
Apology Letter to My Future Children
To my future offspring, Hello. It’s your mother. Right now, I’m a young, vibrant, spunky nineteen-year-old – or at least that’s what I write whenever...
The Curse of Self-Diagnosis
So I have this problem. And you probably have it too. It’s called casual self-diagnosis… Anxiety? Constantly needing to feel in control? Hypochondria? Perpetual sweating?...
What Cracking Your iPhone Screen Says About You
No, I did not mean “What Your Cracked iPhone Screen Says About You.” That would be an interesting piece, though, because an iPhone screen...
Dear Yoga Farter
Dear Yoga Farter, I wasn’t going to say anything the first time you let one slip during the evening vinyasa flow class. I wasn’t even...
Crushes And Coquettes
So you met this new guy. It was at one of those impromptu jazz jams. Then you saw him again at your weekly Empower meeting....