Walking home to Psi U tonight from Nic 7, I passed Andrus Field, which has by now turned into a giant pond. It’s November in Connecticut and it’s fucking 70 degrees outside. Add gale-force winds and the fact that it’s been raining for, oh, a few eons, and you get tons of people having a mudfight. At 1am. On Thursday night.
I love you, Wesleyan.