Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

A Scene From the Newsroom

We had new editorships for next semester announced tonight, not many surprises, I'll be the Arts editor-- I do get an assistant however (trying not to feel too drunk on the power). After our meeting we found ice cream in the lounge freezer with a note saying it was leftover from an event and we should help ourselves.
After some furtive glances, we were all elbow deep in ice cream, serving and eating it with plastic forks. The sugar boost was the last thing we needed. Soon the group dissolved into stomach cramping laughter as stories of tipsy karaoke were exchanged and bizarre eccentricities rose to the top of our behavior.
Our editor in chief firmly believes that the ice cream was spiked. I know that it is just our way of making the most of our remaining time together. Some of them aren't going to be with us next semester and they will be sorely missed and they'll miss us as well I believe.
I know I should write up my reviews for The Crack in the Lens and Wild Target, but I don't have much time tonight and I just felt like sharing a little of the chaos. It's very special.
I also got to crash a party celebrating one of the professor's new publications tonight. We almost forgot about it, but Meghan (photographer extraordinaire) and I ran over to get a quick interview and snap a few pictures much to the bemusement of the Humanities faculty.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Check In

It has been an incredibly busy week, but along the way I've had time to think about my priorities, get to know a fantastic couple from Massachusetts and have some amazing ice cream. The couple are friends of friends I've met briefly before, but spending the better part of several days with them has really helped me know them and vice versa.
Because of my incredibly head wrecking childhood compounded by years at art school I fear my social skills are not up to par. It often causes anxiety and excessive analysis on my part and sometimes causes feelings of awkwardness in others. However, I really got along well with the couple. They are a bit older than me and the man reminds me of my older brother, I remind him of his little sister, so we had a fun sibling-like repartee from the beginning. His wife is a lovely woman who is tender, sincere and funny. Best of all, he tells great stories. Their adventures buying cars, travelling abroad, growing up with large numbers of siblings were all shared. I love people that can tell good stories and are open to experiences that make good stories- it's the writer and reader in me I suppose. They entertained me for hours and I feel I did a decent job entertaining them. And yeah, we went out for ice cream twice this weekend and I don't feel bad.
I hope to visit them this winter, I told them I've always wanted to see Boston and they live fairly close to the city. They invited me to come for a few days- it would be a long, multi-hour drive for me, but I think it would be worth it. I really want to get some travel under my belt while I'm young and single- hopefully some international travel soon, but definitely to places in the country that I've always wanted to visit.