In Defense of Valentine's Day: A Classic Frances Sutton Lovefest
Posted in February 2013
Every year, exactly one hundred days before graduation, the senior class embarks on a magical night known as Fandango. It's basically prom plus professors and wine: you dress up, take pictures, and spend two hours sloppily hugging 400 of your closest friends (while wondering out loud if you should tell your sophomore year poli sci professor, standing two feet away, that you once stalked his LinkedIn). Read on for more highlights (and pictures) from my own experience at Fandango, which happened this past Friday night.
For almost four years I've been searching for the best cup of coffee in Knox County. Finally, after almost giving up entirely, I discovered Sips.
Thank you Coach Gomez!
(Photo courtesy of Google Images)
I was never too afraid of the dark, but living on one of the most haunted campuses in the country has given me a new respect for things that go bump in the night. So when the power cut out Friday evening, plunging my Old Kenyon single into black silence, I fumbled for my headlamp and headed to my friends' apartment as quickly as I could without actually running.
Roommates come in all shapes a sizes. Sometimes they're clean, sometimes they're messy, and sometimes they're just really small and cute and furry.