As of late I have been hanging out with fellow RA Jessica Blasko quite often. As many of you already know, at times, I fart and it is clear that even if I do not smell it, I probably delt it.

On one such night on the third floor of Tallcott Hall Jess and I were in her room. At this time I decided to do a scissor kick and whilst in the air, fart. At this, Jess lost her mind a bit. I paraphrase:

"Oh My God. Oh my God. You have taken farting to a whole new level. It's like an art form."

Some of my other works of art include purposely dropping a blanket and then while bending over, cutting one. Doing a semi-slip. And of course let's not forget, walking like a wooden toy soldier.

I think I should take this show on the road.

Bday update:

Dignity remained intact. Until of course I began to throw up in my mouth. Oh and that time when I took off my shirt for a high five. And then off course when I blacked out, woke up in the woods, had to sell my clothes for a ticket back to Ithaca, once I got there pictures were posted all over campus with my FULL name, address, zodiac sign, hobbies, etc.

Despite all that I still think I'm one classy lady.

(I hope by now you realize the above in the un-truth)