Wait... life exists after a sorority?

Being a broke college grad is hard. Especially if you were in a sorority. Cracked out house mom's don't make you tacos on tuesday in the real world, the corporate world doesn't understand why the front row of any picture NEEDS to squat down, and people still fucking ask you what TFJ means (... wait do I even remember?). Crafts are designated for nanas, and getting blacked out Tuesday through Saturday means you're now an alcoholic (...or Allison Woerner). Since we're all in different places right now and it's hard to always meet up, I've taken my bitchy social media skills to the next level and created After Tau Problems. Think of it as your new Blackboard e-mail thread, and you just opened crack slipper part deux. I'll make sure to throw in random posts about how we still can't find Elise Perron's purse from cocktail 8 years ago, or that the kitchen was disgusting last night and poor Fall PreTENd had to clean it up. Everyone who I assign access to will be able to post from their user name, and others can see who wrote each post. Feel free to bitch, post funny shit, drunk blog, update us on real life accomplishments etc. All shenanigans are welcome.

disclaimer: Katie Georgia- this does not mean you can post on here five times a day asking people to hang out or meet you in Boston. Love you bitch, but don't make me learn how to block someone. xoxo #katieproblems.