March On

Apologies for the lack of blog entries! People keep inquiring if I’ve run out of material now that I’ve given up sex for Lent. Not quite. Life is just as interesting as it’s ever been, even sans intercourse. Just check out my CollegeHumor columns on masturbation and newfound celibacy.

This is the most stressful month of my time at Harvard yet. After finishing two 85 Broads events in two weeks’ time, I am in the final days of producing Medium, an arts event for the Women’s Leadership Network. Also, I have five papers to write this month. Lent or not, I’m fucked.

Not that this has stopped me from partying or running around with Adia. After Tuesday night tech rehearsal next week, I’m hitting up the Kong for the St. Patrick’s Day kickoff. I could have my thesis due; it’d be no deterrent from nightly festivities. Thanks to my schedule, I’ve been functioning on a caffeine high that will hopefully carry me past March 16 (the night of my show). If I look like a coked-up insomniac while giving my producer’s speech, you’ll know why. In fact, please buy tickets to Medium just so you can witness my personal shitshow. (Totally kidding, please don’t fire me.)

Time for a shameless plug! Kids, get your tickets at the Harvard Box Office now. For just $7, you can enjoy fantastic food, gallery art, a performance showcase, and me in a very small black number. Stripping during intermission. Tips welcome.

The Women’s Leadership Network proudly presents…