Where is the coffee and why can’t I find socks?

If I remember correctly, I woke up today yelling at Lance and crying about something. Whoops. Mornings aren’t my best or worst times… They’re just there– existent, semi-painful, fresh and inspiring, awful and exhausting. I normally pick up quick, though, once I’m finally out of bed. But not today. No, no, today was the last … Read more

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Shameless self-promotion… All the cool kids are doing it.

I finally feel like I can catch my breath. The newspaper was successfully published, our Thanksgiving party was a hit and I am momentarily caught up on my homework. The photos– which, like any other journalism-junkie would relate to and understand, we almost didn’t have– printed clearly. The turkey did not dry out and the … Read more

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