Thursday
FM caught one Fly member with his Fly down, peeing into the
Lowell Courtyard. Apparently, all the money and connections in the
world can’t buy you indoor plumbing.
Friday
You know how all the good classes are only offered spring
semester, so you take classes anyway this fall but know you’re going to
be overloaded next semester? That’s kind of how Friday night was,
thanks to the LSATs. For those Harvard students interested in
re-enacting their favorite cinematic reacharounds from Ghost, there was
Clay All Night at the Ceramics Studio in Allston. It was about as fun
as it sounds.
Saturday
After the magazine’s editors kicked FM out of its own birthday
party, most headed to the Quad while digesting delicious clown cake,
maybe pondering on their way whether FM’s writing about itself
qualifies as conflict-of-interest. Outside the LSluts Party in Pfoho
(A+ for cleverness), one freshman girl innocently inquired “Where is
Belltower? Is that a dorm?” Hasty Pudding Theatricals celebrated the
birthdays of Josh M. Brener ’07 and Ben K. Kawaller ’07 in style in the
Gilbert Living Room, complete with two Beirut tables, one ice luge, and
zero boys in drag. The AD’s cowboy party contained surprisingly few
freshman girls in cowboy hats and miniskirts (insert overdone Brokeback
Mountain reference here.) In celebration of the FDA’s approval of Plan
B over-the-counter, the Currier TLR hosted the Morning After Party.
Unfortunately, this legislation has yet to take effect and the bathroom
box was out of condoms. Plan C, anyone?
