Bookworms, that is. Last month, I left work completely overwhelmed. The 49 wasn’t coming, so I walked home on the hottest afternoon, ever. I’m pretty sure parts of my skin melted off in protest of the high temperature — I have yet to discover the patches they left behind. On Read More…
I was stuck in an elevator in Barrows for 88 minutes — and then there was a fireball on campus. It wasn’t as scary as it sounds, except for those two seconds in the elevator when I misunderstood the student worker who was helping us and thought she was informing us Read More…
One morning this past August, at 5:07 a.m. in Farmington Hills, Mich., it seemed the only thing that would get me out of bed after the lousy three hours of sleep I got would either be some magical burst of inhuman strength or an earthquake (and I wasn’t so sure Read More…