Sob Story

Posted on by lindsay
I was too cheap to bail my car out of the parking garage at Mason after my group meeting and exam ended around 4:15pm, so I decided to spend the three hours until my next class reading bestsellers in the bookstore. For the past few months, I have been plodding through an adorable book in the campus bookstore entitled Marley & Me (about a man and his troublesome dog), and I planned to finish it today. The book was enjoyable - not exactly a classic, but heartwarming read nonetheless, especially for someone who has two headstrong monsters of her very own. However, as I came to the end of the book when Marley dies (it's not like I'm spoiling the ending; did you think the book was about an immortal dog?), I became very sad. Okay, that's an understatement. I sat on the floor of the bookstore, surrounded by empty ...continue reading.

Guilty As Charged

Posted on by lindsay
I just got caught by an intern while on a feeding frenzy in the marketing room. He burst into laughter and asked, "Are you stuffing your purse with candy?"Note: I went back to the marketing room to get more chocolate and Rice Krispie Treats, and upon seeing my return, the same intern remarked, "I have a duffel bag in my car that you are welcome to use."

Caitlin’s Take On The Issue

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"Lindsay, we've noticed that you consistently get to work around 11, consume all of our hot chocolate, spend no less than an hour exchanging instant messages, take an hour and a half lunch break, empty our water coolers, read fictional novels at your desk during the rare occasions we find you there, print hundreds of pages of personal documents, socialize endlessly with your coworkers, and leave at 5. Have you considered upper management?"

Audacious Aisha

Posted on by lindsay
After taking the dogs hiking along the Potomac, I came home, bathed both of them, and started cleaning the apartment. I accidentally left the pantry door open, and apparently Aisha was quite hungry from the exercise, because I suddenly heard strange noises from inside the pantry. Upon investigation, I discovered that she had wedged herself between the trash can and the wall, and was ravenously inhaling dog kibble straight out of the bag.

Another Night Where I Am Forced To Conclude That My Parents’ Friends Are Too Cool For Me

Posted on by lindsay
I have always wanted to try Marrakesh in DC (Morrocan cuisine), and I received an invite to join my parents' neighbors for dinner last night in the place of my mother who was sick. It was an excellent evening that involved fantastic food, a belly dancer, and enough wine to drown an elephant. I'm ashamed to say that I don't really remember leaving the restaurant, and once my father dropped me off at home, I slid into a fully-dressed pile on the floor and slept for three hours with my face smashed into the carpet. That aside, I highly recommend the place - it was an amazing experience.

Growing Girl

Posted on by lindsay
Ever since I started running lately, I've noticed a substantial increase in my desire to eat constantly. Each morning, within moments of getting out of bed, I devour a Power Bar, go running, and eat my Cheerios with sliced bananas and yogurt. I then get ready and go to work, and within minutes of sitting down at my desk, I immediately start eating the lunch I brought from home. Once that is gone, I spend an hour snacking on candy pilfered from the marketing room before going out to lunch. Upon returning from lunch, I take a twenty minute break and then start snacking again, until it is time for my afternoon popcorn break. Then I go home, munch on the contents of the pantry, eat dinner, swear off food entirely, have a Chai from Starbucks, start sampling condiments from the fridge, have dessert, and then go to bed, eagerly ...continue reading.