The reporters’ union at the Washington Post is having issues with the Post’s contract offer, so they’re having a byline strike. The reporters’ union is mad because the reporters are not getting paid at all for their web stories, and don’t feel that’s fair. Which is true, but most newspapers (I’m not sure about the ...

After 15 looooong months of turning my back into a pretzel on a futon mattress, I finally broke down and admitted I need a real mattress, so I went out and got one. I just snapped Friday morning when I woke up with my back aching for the umpteenth consecutive time. I just went out, ...

The Career Fair was today, which I didn’t realize until about 2am last night. I was up until 4am redoing my resume for Things Other Than Professional Sound Nerd, then researching the companies that were coming. Most were consulting or investment banking firms, so I knew I wasn’t going to have to be there for ...

The economy is getting even worse, just as I’m hitting the job market. Hooray for fuckin’ that. All those ads I see about teaching English in Japan are starting to look mighty fucking tempting right now…

(Or if you don’t give two shits about ER/film nerdiness, since this will likely bore you to death.) Ok, eeeeeeew. I cannot believe they did that. For those who don’t watch, or at least don’t watch anymore, they had Romano have his arm accidentally chopped off by a helicopter rotor in severely disgusting slow-motion. This ...

It was my last first day of classes today, and I did feel a bit sad that I’m leaving school. Not because of the fabulous educational opportunities I’ll be missing. Hell, I can read books and force myself to write asinine essays on them any day. But I am going to miss the fact that ...

From Lindsay’s musings on moving to D.C.: “Feminist lesbian poetry readings can be good. They can also be unfortunate forums for graphic and boring descriptions of sex and I-melt-in-your-arms cliches.” Ha, it’s funny because it’s so painfully true. Perhaps straight girls can see this quicker…

I just got back from some festivities for my friend Conci’s birthday, which were good fun, but I realized that it was at least the sixth birthday party I’ve been to in a week. The question arises: Why are there so many damn people born in September? The fact that it’s nine months after January ...

Ok, this was supposed to be posted days and days ago, but then I tried to post something on the Sheryl Crow Fan Forum, and the forum ate it, and then I tried to post here and my computer crashed before I had hit post, and I lost the whole bloody thing. Clearly, my computer ...

I did it. I cracked. I bought a Palm Pilot. I’m a film major! I’m not supposed to be enough of a geek to buy one. Only engineering nerds and Kellogg students buy them, right? I even overheard 2 Kellogg students discussing their pros and cons when I was in line at Norris buying my ...