You have been wandering the Skidmore campus for days, maybe years, existing in a perpetual state of fatigue, dullness, and angst.  Not that stupid teenage angst—you’re not Donnie Darko—but true, soul-wrenching anguish.  You are lost.  Hungry.  Alone.  You have been betrayed in your search for purpose and reason, deceived and deluded by a slew of false prophets, wrong turns, and overcooked Dining Hall rice.  You want more.

Well, here it is.  Welcome to Skidmore Unofficial, a land of wisdom, ecstasy (not the drug), and blog.  We’re glad you’re curious enough about all of this unofficial business to take the time to check out our website.  Hopefully, you’re not expecting some sort of ploy to instill you with school spirit and affection; that’s not what we’re here to accomplish.  So just enjoy, browse, read, cherish, and maybe take the time to post something on our anonymous confession board (as long as you keep out the specifics–names, addresses, telephone numbers, or anything that can be used to single out and identify an individual).