Back to Brown

I've thrown caution (and lack of finances) to the wind and booked myself a flight to Providence for the '03 re-union. Granted I was really '04 but my semi-early credits have put me on the O3-er list. With many of my East Coast and International buddies making it to the PVD, how can a girl resist?!

Does Viva still exist? Is there another Eurotrash place where girls dance on table tops, gripping insanely large Long Island Ice Teas? Is RISD still to cool for us? Do the frats stay strong in an environment of political-correctness? Will they whistle at me as I walk by? Or am I too old?

All my questions will be answered....in good time.

Trash for the Tragedy

Alright, title's a little dramatic but it's amazing that when your own relationship goes to s*&t you seek solace in some good ol' paparazzi romances.

Not one for BUYING celebrity rags but definitely guilty of reading them in the line at Ralph's (puhleeeeease, who doesn't!?) I was so taken by the cover of this week's People magazine that I bought the damn thing: "Mariah's Secret Wedding". Seeing Ms Carey cavorting all over the beach with NC in a wedding dress, champagne glass in hand, is escapism at it's best.

Favorite cheeseball line of the interview: "We are both eternally 12 years old."

Audience be cynical....I want to be 12.