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Anonymous Cinema Bit on the Anonymous Confession Board

To those of y’all who’ve been around Wesleyan since at least last spring: I know what you guys have been, you know, doing for fun these days, ever since things changed. Waiting for your name to show up on LikeALittle? Are you getting your homework done (Weak.)? Hanging out on Blipdar? Wait, what do you mean Blipdar’s “gone now“?! What the hell am I supposed to do now, Anonymuse ’14? Watch this video?

Dear Wesleying,

I anonymously confess that I miss the ACB. I miss it more than I miss the Douglas Cannon. I miss it more than I miss having access to Fauver. Yes, I miss it more than I miss sneaking into Usdan. ‘Twas a simpler time. How else am I supposed to confess to sleeping with my roomy’s boyf? (Glad I got that off my chest.)

In any event, I anonymously confess to making this video.

Forever trolling in the deep,

Oh, nostalgia. At least the ACB lives on in one form or another, with opportunities for insightful commentary and community service still somewhat abundant.

Also, Wesleying is officially taking bets on whether “Glad I got that off my chest” is a double entendre or not. Post your life savings in the comments.

Oh Snap: LikeALittle

Time and time again, the Interwebz comes out of left field to provide new and wonderful mechanisms that cultivate our obsessions, widen the floodgates for communication (or miscommunication), and enable our probably deleterious delusions.

LikeALittle, the “flirting facilitator program” designed and programmed by a Stanford grad student, has hit our shores. Wanna send signal flares to that cute frizzy-haired girl that works Tuesdays at Pi but can’t flirt across the cup-filled counter? Wanna tattoo “I’M SINGLE” across your forehead to that guy you’ve been locking eyes with at the gym without actually geting ink?

This is yo’ avenue, folks.

Read a little about it here.

Get yourself into it here.

Love (or something far less than it) is a beautiful thing.