so perhaps Wellesley is a relatively unexciting place, where the student body at our manner’s school presents the biggest danger to the community, but there are a lot of close calls here. Just this morning I accidentally spilled an entire glass of water onto my surge protector (all is well). When I went to collect my new pair of wellies at the campus center, some girl pulled a butterfly knife out on me to help me open my packages. My lunch meeting was spent discussing on how best to “resolve” the Palin problem, should McCain get elected.

(Actually, in retrospect, girls with knives here seems to be a reoccurring problem. cough)

Now, if you ladies will excuse me I am off to go moisturize.