#8 was not what I expected.
Maybe you can use those rolling papers to write yourself little reminders or something, because marijuana sucks now.
It’s the first week of junior year at Virginia Commonwealth University, and my roommates Evan and Collin and I are having an apartment-warming party. They are…
Here is a collection of the best posts, which I don’t think will amount to some super-meaningful piece, but maybe I can get some kind of pretentious commentary out of it.