Editors’ Blog: Adventures at Late Night

Tyler Kendall and Isabel Lawrence
Features Editor and News Editor

Hello Again!

The infamous “late night” was upon the journalism crew again last night. We basically lock ourselves in room 119 until 9 p.m. and, fueled by pizza and philosophical ponderings with McAteer, put the finishing touches on the Courant paper. Surprisingly, we all secretly enjoy bonding with each other, and appreciated the Mac computers, to which we owe our lives (well, for the solid five hours invested in late night, it sure seems that way.) As you can probably imagine, after around 8 p.m., the caffeine wears out, and everyone sinks into a printer-toner induced trance. But, when energy surges through the group again, this is what happens to the jliz crew:

Confessions of a high school Buddhist: animals are friends, not food

Taylor du Pont
Multimedia Editor

Over the past few years, I have struggled to accept a religion into my life. I was brought up in a Congregational family, but as the years of my childhood flew by, I began to question my Christian faith. After my best friend was diagnosed with a terminal brain tumor when I was in seventh grade, my skeptical religious views turned into agnosticism. When I was a sophomore in high school, she died and I became a pessimist, turning to atheism.

What the hell am I doing with my life?!

Giuliana Savini
Editor-in-Chief

In 8th grade, I constructed the Pantheon out of gingerbread. The Latin inscription was piped in icing, and the Roman gingerbread men surrounding the building were reading their scrolls made from the paper of a Fruit by the Foot. And recently I have realized that that act, four long years ago, still matters.