“ I hate to say this, but your battery light just went on again. ”

Me to guy I was training to deliver papers (yes, there is something to do in Bloomington at 5:30 a.m. in case you were wondering) after his girlfriend’s car stalled and he pushed it back into the Marsh parking lot in the flash flood weather

Look how intent I am. This is because my main goal yesterday was to test my hypothesis: Zac Efron is hot and Sara Amato likes to see moderately funny movies as long as they only cost $5. Although I was confounding variables, they were both proven true, unless someone else can prove otherwise.

Look how intent I am. This is because my main goal yesterday was to test my hypothesis: Zac Efron is hot and Sara Amato likes to see moderately funny movies as long as they only cost $5. Although I was confounding variables, they were both proven true, unless someone else can prove otherwise.

Public Transit

“ What are you guys doing? ”

IU police officer accosting Sara and I when we were just attempting to recycle newspapers because IUPD hates the earth

Yes, I chose to stay in Bloomington for the summer.

Now, you might ask yourself, why would someone as charming, wonderful, and intelligent as the author of the once vastly popular (amongst her relatives and close friends) Blondon blog disappear into obscurity after a trip to Paris only to reveal herself in a college town in southern Indiana?

Because, friends, it is a culture study. Have you been to a Walmart in southern Indiana at 2 in the morning? Have you listened to an over-zealous grad student majoring in Persian poetry? Have you experienced a summer in a ghost town?

Yes, it is a tale of adventure. A tale of exploration. A tale of my final summer before hitting the road to “no more free sandwiches” America. Please join me for my last summer of freedom, which I have chosen to spend in the exotic and exciting locale of Bloomington, IN, mainly in the zip codes ranging from 47405 to 47408.