Jun. 26th, 2010


Who: Olivia Fairchild & Everyone
What: Celebrating Olivia's birthday
When: Saturday evening
Where: The Lesser Hawk
Rating: tba

Jun. 11th, 2010


Who: Jane and Roald
What: Climbing a tree!
When: Afternoon
Where: South Quad
Rating: SFW

let's make a mess )

Jun. 10th, 2010


Who: James Henley and Olivia Fairchild
What: Meeting up near the stables.
When: Thursday, June 10th, afternoon.
Where: The Ainsworth equestrian stables.
Warnings: None.

Rain should be a season, not a random event. )

Jun. 3rd, 2010


Retail Studies

Who: OPEN to all
What: Selby is shopping at the last minute for Bailey's birthday gift.
When: Thursday, June 3, 10:00 a.m. onward
Where: Northgate Mall/The Gallery
Warnings: none yet

Welcome to Northgate Mall )

May. 29th, 2010


Who: Alexander Archer, Olivia Fairchild
What: Running into each other
When: Saturday, May 29th, afternoon
Where: Tanglewood Gardens
Warnings: none, yet.


May. 24th, 2010


Lets get this party started

Who: Open to everyone
What: BBQ Party! Formal invitations had been made by some of the underclassmen Sigma brothers a few days ago, but unfortunately had been lost by Alex Archer. Fortunately, word of mouth worked just as well.
When: Tuesday the 25th, from 5pm onward.
Where: Sigma Phi Epsilon House and around the vicinity
Warnings: Anything goes! Please include warnings in header if possible/applicable
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Giving 'party til you drop' a new meaning )

Apr. 26th, 2010


Mvlti svnt vocati, pavci vero electi

"You see it as a room, a tabernacle, a dark hotel. You’re in the hallway again, and you open the door, and if you’re ready you’ll see it, but maybe one part of your mind decides that the other parts aren’t ready, and then you don’t remember where you’ve been, and you find yourself down the hall again, the lights gone dim as the left hand sings the right hand back to sleep. It’s a puzzle: each piece, each room, each time you put your hand to the knob, your mouth to the hand, your ear to the wound that whispers. Suppose for a moment we are crowded around a pier, waiting for something to ripple the water. We believe in you. There is no danger. It is not getting dark, we want to say."
- R. Siken