Sunday, August 20, 2006

Oh this time of year...

The sun is shining, the breeze is warm, and new residents are moving in. Above all else, a song is in the air...

...the song of the sororities celebrating rush weeks.

I'd forgotten how terribly annoying these two or three weeks of the year are. I would hang myself from the balcony but it just makes so much more sense to hang the screeching fiends...

4 Comments:

At 5:56 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Ho Brother mine.
I presume this is something similar to the joys of freshers weak though we don't have sororities. I have tried to foster a benign indulgence toward the whole thing. After all it will (Gods willing) be an annual feature of my entire working life ...whiskey helps. However, I do understand that all that sugary hopefulness and potential and youthful niavity is like any surfeit of sweetness, nauseating.

 
At 5:39 PM, Blogger Kerrick said...

sugary hopefulness, sweet naivete...

If I'd said fraternities, would you have responded the same way?

They sing songs about their sisterhood set to the Coca-Cola jingle. A good dozen times a day. This isn't a surfeit of sweetness... it's PURE EVIL.

;)

 
At 4:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I may not have used that precise language if you had said fraternities but I view all undergraduates with the same general attitude. They are over excitable, bouncy, arrogant and fatuous and I wouldn't change a thing about them they are why I love my work. Jingles are on the other hand an abomination unto nuggin and must be punished.

 
At 10:54 PM, Blogger I. Mazzikin said...

I love the new look. very green and comforting.

<3 undergrads. Particularly New College undergrads. They are a glory unto Nuggan.

 

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