the bald eagle stole my bacon

dane cook: what do you mean he stole your bacon? bacon is expensive!

(warning, here's a positive rant on college that i wanted to share just because, so it may be boring to those i haven't share the last month of my life with)

i saw dane live in nyc at madison square garden. and i love ny. (cliched, ain't it?) but it was so great. and then i spent the weekend in worcester. so great too.

okay, so here's a list of great things, so i won't repeat myself too often:
- auditioning for and making Dead Serious, Wellesley's comedy improv troupe
- having a congratulations sign for the aforementioned feat on my door from my friend
- being elected senator from my dorm
- playing ultimate frisbee
- having people miss you when you go out of town
- writing letters
- auditioning and not making the Wellesley College Dancers (for some reason, i'm really glad)
- BOYS!!!! (yes, there are boys! there may even be a boy! (yeah for carolyn's theory!!) haha for all those who said i go to lesbian school!
- everything! (except calculus tests...)