sometimes I think about how I should make real entries.

[elterriblefizzy]

Hi Lj. I'm on you nearly every day. I just don't update about what's going on. I probably should. Athens has been pretty ok but honestly I'm only here four nights and four days. The other I spent half-Sunday and Half-Thursday at home but whatever. I'm going to make an effort to stick around here for a weekend or so. I can't tell you how awesome it

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[inthenameofjuc]

we met in kevin's pants.

[elterriblefizzy]

unf. I heard he's got a fat cock.

[gal8028]

how/why did you watch True Blood in class? and yes, you should totally start watching it!!! if for nothing than Eric Northman.

We met when I was running from an air-raid in London. I literally ran into you and you pulled me into your father's closed bakery to escape the bombings. As we hid in the darkness from the city-wide black-out, we nibbled on day-old bread and talked about how Churchill gave the finger to Hitler earlier that day. After it was over, we passed each other on the street and smiled in remembrance of that cold, dark day.

[elterriblefizzy]

well the central text for the class is Dracula. And we're doing different readings of different texts so we're doing a Marxist reading of True Blood for class. I think she just didn't plan this class out very well so she's using it to fill up time/she just wants to watch it on school time. They watched the first episode last Wednesday (when I skipped) and the second today. I don't know, I'm not really interested in it and I don't really know why. I might watch it one day but I'm not really chomping at the bit to do so.

but we met in the most awesome way. :)

[gal8028]

that sounds like such a cool class--especially the Marxist reading of TB. i would definitely enjoy that. i loved horror lit when i took it in college--we read Dracula as an anti-immigration piece. a little unoriginal in my opinion, but still smartly presented.

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[blueandbrady]

We met on assignment. Your mission was to retrieve vital government information from Turkey, and I was paired with you for interpreting/translating needs. Except something happened, people who weren't supposed to know were alerted and we had to get out of the country under the radar. We had to find someone to forge passports and we had to ride on that old, creepy ass boat, remember? I was ready to just say 'fuck it, i'll go to jail' before getting on it, but you slipped me a Xanax or something and knocked me out for the whole boat ride. That's how I knew we'd be bffs.

[lovehateapathy]

We met in a smoky bar in Berlin in 1924. This fellow named Adolf Hitler, on trial for his failed beer hall putsch, was the topic of conversation. We bonded over how stupid his mustache looked and gossiped about his inability to get into art school and his single testicle.