9:50 a.m. Tazo or bust.
9:51 a.m. Whole milk is for poor people.
9:55 a.m. Compost> Recycling. Obviously, Trash Landfill is out of the question. How gauche.
9:57 a.m. I can't fit my longboard in my Longchamp.
11:53 a.m. I hate the Hop. "Red Hulk"? Really? I almost had an eating disorder last term. TRY to be a little more sensitive, DDS! #sobbing
5:04 p.m. Got up from my couch in One Wheelock for .5 seconds to get a jar of salsa from Bottomside (#normal) and suddenly there's a fucking Renaissance Fair going on in there. Is nothing sacred?!
8:17 p.m. What do guys look like? I haven't seen one in here since Dimensions. 2008.
9:30 p.m. Bottomside is out of cutter. They never have what I need.
11:46 p.m. It's so lonely in my extra-long twin bed without male autism to keep me company. Sigh...#smh.
