It’s late. You’re up … and probably crying as the weight of your midterms finally settles down on you and crushes your spirit. How long have we been dealing with midterms now? How many times can I say midterms in one post? Midterms. Midterms.
Best Part: Yours truly has just discovered the vegetable cream cheese spread at Nussbaum & Wu. Yours truly is about to get really fat.
Worst Part: I’m trying to be optimistic, guys. There’s a Pretty Little Liars episode with my name on it.
