Vivian B. Ling
No Spit Left Behind
Prior to this week, I had never brushed my teeth eight times in one day. But then again, I'd never commanded children to spit in my general direction.
Hawks Outside of Currier
This past Sunday in Currier House, Vivian B. Ling '14 and Nikki M. Iacopetti '14's dreary return to organic chemistry and Hegel analysis was further procrastinated by the sight of a hawk perched on a railing in Currier courtyard. Upon further inspection of the magnificent bird, Iacopetti also spotted an unfortunate bunny who obviously hadn't put "not get eaten by a hawk" at the top of its wish list on 11/11.
Surrounded at Sea
Suddenly, we are surrounded. Having overcome their fear of humans in order to seek refuge from their playground romance, frolicking otters dart in and out of the water around us.
