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Since my sleep schedule is basically the same as a narcoleptic, I end up watching a lot of late night tv. I basically only see commercials for phone sex and sleeping pills.
Ah, Canadian Thanksgiving. A long, carefree weekend where everyone I know goes home to see their family and have them do their laundry.
Remember when cubbyholes beat backpacks? When video games were beatable? When this column reminisced? No? Then start reading.
Ever look at a cashier and think: "I could do what she's doing ten times faster and more efficiently" and then think, "Why would I want to?"
You haven't heard loud music until you've spent a night in the dorms. One guy will be playing acid techno really loud with his door open, driving everyone crazy.
For every great article about "Friend Hookers," there are dozens of articles that don't "make the cut." I have compiled a list of several such articles to illustrate my point.
I don't know why I even have a phone. Nobody ever calls me. Now all they use is Instant Messenger, which, when you think about it, is really a step down from phones.
One of my many pet peeves, along with useless small dogs and useless large dogs, is the unfortunate tendency people have to be late.
Without you, I wouldn't get nearly the volume of emails I receive every day informing me of how insanely funny I'm not. Thanks, and Happy Thanksgiving.
We went to a house party last weekend, where I got to witness firsthand the newest fad in male mating calls. Here's how it works.
Campus election season: a time for every annoying stereotype on campus to come out of the woodwork to promote their own agenda.
Sausage fests, roommate sex codes, casual sex, virginal temptation and internet pornography. You know, just your average Christian humor column.