No, I have absolutely no idea how that happened. I must have gotten in a fight with myself in my dream or something, and decided that the best way to defeat myself was to rip a hole in my pants.
This past Wednesday, I went into a basketball stadium to represent the Badger Herald at the student organization fair. We’re technically not a student organization, but apparently we get a spot at the fair anyway because we’re some sort of sponsor.
I tweeted from the student org fair from the Badger Herald’s Twitter account. In case you missed it (which, chances are, you probably did, as I’m assuming not many people who read my blog are necessarily fans of my workplace), I embedded it below:
The two individuals pictured are two of my co-workers. Later that week (and earlier today), my workplace had a small gathering and provided free pizza. They were monstrously large slices (don’t be fooled by the photograph below, that slice was about 60% finished). If you know me, you know that I love free food. I had four jumbo slices of pizza and was working on my fifth when I realized that my stomach isn’t big enough to fit all that food.Come visit us at the student org fair! We’re at table #7. twitpic.com/8heyyk
— The Badger Herald (@BadgerHerald) February 9, 2012
