I'll admit it right here--this column is filler.
I just turned in my fourth paper in a week-and-a-half and blah, blah, blah...you know what I mean and you probably have had it worse.
But, if you bear with me, it'll probably be fun filler, a nice column to read on the airplane while you wait for the lady with the 10 carry-ons to cram them into the overhead compartment, the exit row aisle and the beverage cart. You can wave your copy of The Crimson around so that everyone knows you go to Harvard, just in case your Coop sweatshirt doesn't give it away.
So, without further ado, here we go:
These are the 21 things I would like for Christmas.
Okay, so right away, I admit I'm beginning with an idea that has been overused more than the funds in the Driskell-Burton election campaign.
Bryan Lee '00, the outgoing sports editor here at The Crimson, wrote one of these last year. Basically, I'm just copying from him, although he is just the last person in a long paper trail, so I'm probably safe. Besides, I cited Bryan, so that's good enough. Also, Bryan's list was only 10 items long and mine's going to be 21.
Okay, now I'm really going to begin.
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