Happy Thanksgiving

i was actually at the parade… right at the corner of 44th and broad - we had a great view - but we didn’t get rickroll’d
in fact, i didn’t know about it until just now…
i’m pretty depressed at this point.

I wanna know where’s Eduardo’s solo? I mean, he stands on his own damn float, in front of HIS OWN HOUSE and he doesn’t get to say word? Something’s wrong here.

Again, The Colonialist proves itself to be mediocre at best.
Obviously this blog is not something you care about all that much.

dear g street,

what an awful thing to say. why would you say that? what did you hope to accomplish? i think you are being really mean for no good reason. you might get coal in you stocking.

love,

kiernan, loyal colonialist reader.

G Street is mediocre at best. The Exchange, Funger, that frat house- they all call G Street home. I’d say the German Church is pretty redeeming, but only when they have their sale. Otherwise G Street blows. I’ve had it up to my eyeballs with G Street! SHEESH!

While there is no question that I am mediocre at best, I think you miss my point. The Colonialist used to be THE BLOG for GW campus life. Now it has endured a pair of two-week periods inside of 40 days where it made no posts.

I understand that the Colonialist writers have many endeavors. Thus, it seems to me that this blog has slipped on their list of priorities. Nothing wrong with that from an overall standpoint, but I just think it shows that this blog isn’t what it used to be.

Sorry to offend. All I want for Christmas is a revived Colonialist.

PS G street is home to Ivory, Hellwell, The Bitch, The 50-cent soda machine, and Cosi. Not all bad.

Disregard that, I suck cocks.

Speaking of which, does anyone here have an opinion on gay marriage?

Maybe I’ll make my next post about the fact that anyone can make a The Colonialist user name & then comment always under the same name.

You can do other things, too!

Anyone can also submit content to The Colonialist!

Seriously…anyone…?

I don’t know whose idea it was to hang a singing, blue dildo out of the window. I am not amused, let me tell you.