Last issue of Volume 21's out and around. We're either graduating or heading off to (figurately) greener pastures. Some of us will get employed. Some of us will go home and live off our parents. Some of us are absolutely screwed. Some of us will descend into a kaleidospheric dazzle of orgiastic evanescence and unreachable illusion, whirling whirling whirling and painting a haze obscuring the boundaries of despondency felicity, transiency, potential, delusion, enthusiasm, numbness.
It was fun while it lasted. See you in September.
The latest Fed is being distributed to your local residence. Excuse any banana mush that may appear on the pages. Guaranteed delivery in 30 minutes or less or it's free.
We're back from our long slumber. The latest edition is now outside your door. And if it's not, then your neighbor stole it. Ungrateful bastard.
We've also got more archives uploaded. Issue 18.6's online, so's Issue 17.3.
Hey, guess what? The Fed Bash is coming! March 24th, in the Lerner Party Space. Don't know what Fed Bash is? It's only the greatest party on campus. Take a look at the shit we got away with last year.
We will return in August with an Orienteering issue, minus beloved Feditrix Kate Sullivan and dashing Fublisher Ethan Heitner. If you are in the publishing industry, please consider hiring Ms. Sullivan. We recommend her. Even if you are not, please consider sending Mr. Heitner large checks and any excess aquatic mammals you may have lying around your home or office. We recommend this too.
Happy Summer.
If you don't go to class much, aren't enrolled, live in a different state, or were redirected here from a porn site, the new issues are on the web too.