A few weeks ago, Butler got a two hour delay on a day I had no classes. The last winter storm was nothing but some rain. And now when we get some legitimate snowfall, it all stops in the middle of the night! COME ON, SATURN.
At least the snow’s pretty.
Except it’s all supposed to melt in the next couple of days. I guess that’s okay–I forgot it was March and oh-em-gee we have Spring Break on Friday. So sunshine and beach towels, ahoy?
I KIND OF LIKE THE SNOW.
Oh, surprise ending–my new phone does not have a potato-grade camera!
Small note: my phone has this photo auto correct that’s making my hair look super weird. I did just dye it on Sunday but it is NOT THAT COLOR.
If I look like a wreck it’s because we’re about to go into a kinetics exam that would ruin the rest of our day.
Kass, Ashley, and myself have submitted a video to Butler’s My Favorite Place contest.
Watch the video! Then I’m going to tell you a story that would otherwise be a spoiler.
Okay. Did you watch it? QUIZ TIME: What was the song we used?
All right. The story. I think it was toward the end of freshman year that the three of us were presented with the challenge of solidifying our housing plans for sophomore year. This required finding the Office of Residential Life, which is on the third floor of Atherton Union. As freshman, we didn’t really know that there was a third floor of Atherton Union. Cautiously, we ventured up the spiraling staircase, the walls of which showcased the faces of Class Presidents past.
The moment we reach the first floor, we turn into a hallway of offices. It’s very easy to miss, but just as you enter the hallway from the staircase, there’s a wood-framed doorway leading into what looks like a closet. There’s a glass panel in the door, but the tiny “closet” is dark.
Despite there being only wires left, we instantly knew it was a phone booth. And then, we tried to cram all three of us inside. (We failed.) Since that fateful afternoon, we’ve paid the phone booth many a visit. It was even a key location in the great Indy Mob Job of ’09.
This is the Ashley birthday where we pretended we were 1920s gangsters.
So that’s that. We’ve been intrigued by the Atherton Union phone booth since our first year here, and it seemed only fitting to share its presence with the rest of the world.
PS – vote for us?
Edit: We now have text wrapping powers? HOLY GUACAMOLE, BATMAN!!
My roommate, Ashley, celebrated her birthday last weekend. In typical “us” fashion, we devised an evil plan to make her birthday celebration long and drawn-out, with goofy voices and costumes. It’s a tradition of ours.
I now present you with Ashley’s Pirate Birthday.
To really catch the essence of pirates and make someone feel special for their birthday, send them a Black Spot. We used it to tell Ashley to show up at the Bell Tower alone where an evil pirate may or may not challenge her to a duel.
Next, there better be a treasure map involved in the pirate shenanigans, otherwise you’re just kidding yourself if you think you’re doing a pirate theme. The map piece is hard to find, but it’s down in the right corner there. We sent Ashley all over campus to find the map pieces!
Every treasure hunt should end in a group shot.
As a reward for finding the map pieces, we took Ashley to Buca di Beppo downtown. We documented the treasure map there!
I drew it. ME.
On the back was the treasure map!!
All in all, it was good day. We think Ashley had fun–after she found out the Black Spot wasn’t a death sentence.
YARRR!! Pirate game faces.