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The Reveal


Veronica Mars again, because she's my favorite spy.  www.bloxer.de

Veronica Mars again, because she’s my favorite spy. www.bloxer.de

I, Erica Mei-Ling Lee, 19-from-California-majoring-in-English, was the undercover freshman.  The thing is, I’m not a reporter.  David and I had planned for me to infiltrate the freshman class, but this lasted for all of a day.  Everything I wrote after 2:47 p.m. on Day 2 was false because we decided to start crazy rumors.  When the rumors got boring, we dropped the project.  This is a bit of what I learned during my brief stint of super spy shit.  I really did wear the wire.

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Orientation Day 2


Veronica Mars, teenage bamf.  http://schizoid.us/

Veronica Mars, teenage bamf. http://schizoid.us/

2:19 p.m. Finally got up the courage to wander outside, after grueling day yesterday.  Goal: Stop obsessing about the website and fall into undercover persona.  Can’t find super-secret recorder.  Bad sign.

2:23 p.m. North Quad: Empty except for Frisbee.  Where are the hordes?  Swipe is currently not working, so I cannot attack Barrows.

2:31 p.m. Wilder Bowl: Empty.  Wtf.

2:35 p.m. Couldn’t open OCMR.  Have actually turned into a freshman.

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Orientation Day 1


Super Spy Bond.  http://artofmanliness.com/2008/11/13/6-lessons-in-manliness-from-james-bond/

Super Spy Bond. http://artofmanliness.com/

12:42 p.m. Watched the Barrows migration to Stevie.

1:20 p.m. Barrows Lounge: Empty

1:27 p.m. Dascomb Lounge: Empty

1:34 p.m. Talked to my First Freshman.

1:37 p.m. Just got rejected to hang out by 2 first years—or at least, they left without inviting me to come along.

1:45 p.m. Showed Ted Waddelow, a Barrows R.A., my wire, and asked him where all the freshmen were.

1:50 p.m. Gave up.  Walked back to my room to hide. Continue reading