As usual, there was a line snaking out of the Registrar's office towards the sidewalk. People were jockeying for position while a small group of first-years stood to the side, clutching their add cards and trying to figure out if they were even at the right building. I spent about ten minutes waiting, which would have been more than reasonable if not for the fact that three out of five students didn't bother to complete their fucking add/drop cards. Almost everybody there had to be turned away for either missing the instructor's signature, or neglecting to have had the appropriate department stamp the card. I'd think those would be the first things they'd try – otherwise, what the hell's the point of using the card?

Either I'm getting crotchety in my old age or I'm just expecting too much of people.

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Nom (jokingly, I hope) suggested I write a diatribe about the prevalence of velour sweatsuits on campus now that it's getting colder. I scoffed at the notion, but then I saw a bitchy girl in one of my classes wearing velour, and...well, Nom, you're right on target (again).

Velour sweatsuits look warm and comfy. I'll give you that, velour-sweatsuit-wearers. Yet they're still in bad taste. Why? Well, let me be delicate. THEY MAKE YOUR ASS LOOK HUGE. Seriously, girls. Having some junk in the trunk is admirable, really, but do you really want to accentuate your love handles, bouncing cleavage, AND your, uh, juicy behind, all at the same time? It's just too much. Also, when were velour sweatsuits in fashion? Two years ago? Current velour-wearers must've dug the things out of their closet, longing for the days when trailer trash fashion was in vogue. In conclusion, unless you enjoy looking like a half-assed Furry or actually consider Britney Spears and Pamela Anderson style icons, don't wear velour sweatsuits outside of your own home.

More evidence of my insecurity as a woman after the jump.

While we—I mean YOU—are no doubt waiting for our cheeky response to today's Guardian article about us, we'll fill some time by discussing something most of us have no interest in: fashion. Hell, I'm only interested in it because I'm the best-dressed girl on campus. Remember, this is YouCSD's version of a commercial break. But it's a really cool and profanity-filled commercial break.

Continue reading if you think you can handle this.

It's the weirdest thing, but I care about UCSD students. Maybe it's because I am one. But anyway, when I'm trolling UCSD students' Livejournals and happen on a cry for help like the one excerpted below (it's also on Amy's journal at http://www.livejournal.com/users/_celestia/) , I just gotta step in.

I got my UCSD housing information today, and, whoo-hoo, lucky me, I get a Plus One triple. That's three in a space that's meant for two. We have minimal storage. We have ... I don't even know, but the only thing I do know is it's not pretty. For God's sake, people, tell us about these things. If I had known, I might have put in the effort to get a driver's license and begged my cousin to let me stay in her apartment. But no. I'm in a room with two other girls. I keep telling myself that it won't be that bad, but did anyone see how small it is.

Wow. That sucks, Amy. My advice to you: get a boyfriend with a big bed, a soft heart, and an apartment either on-campus or on the City Shuttle route.

But more to the point, Plus-One apartments are obviously evil. But how evil are they? And what other sucky setups do UCSD students put up with in the name of saving a buck? Here's where you step in. Email us your most outrageous room/apartment setup (on-campus or off-) and we'll post the most claustrophobia-inducing ones, then maybe even have visitors vote on which setup appears to suck the most.

Don't be shy about capturing all the gory details of your arrangement, because we dig that shit and so does everyone else. Write a little description if necessary, and take lots and lots of pictures. Bedroom, living room, that space under the kitchen table that's your designated study space—capture it all, you poor dears. If your hellish arrangement makes us wince especially violently, you might even win a prize. Or at least our pity.

Looks like our cute, populist emphasis of all things "you" has been commandeered by the Chancellor and her cronies.

Now, we're all for Diversity Leadership Institutes, but they need to get their own damn shtick. Ten points if you can spot our posters in the background. Larger image in the full article, linked below.

You're better off learning to surf, like you thought you would, because body whomping is apparently a very bad idea.

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