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Living in a city alone in solitude in silence carelessly barricaded in a room in a loud urban neighborhood with hundreds and hundreds of books some rainy weekends going days without speaking at all and being surprised on monday morning by just how gravely how dry a voice can sound anyway the point is that living isolated with all these books and ( Read more... )

Living in Boston now, twenty minutes' walk from BU campus and no visible cockroaches yet. Permanent apartmentmate starting September 6 is an uncomfortably-attractive fresh-off-the-boat-Russian Ph.D candidate in neurobiology who lives in the doorless living room of the 1-bedroom apartment with a curtain hung over her doorframe. Right now some dude ( Read more... )

Look, god clearly doesn't want me to finish the neverending thesis because as soon as I just hit a smooth little groove in finishing up the content portion, two girls starting smoking a huge joint right outside my window and my room is right now filling up with the smoke and the smell and if I don't want to sweat to death I guess I have to sit here ( Read more... )

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