The Case of Mister Noir

Jul 16, 2005 14:15

Soft shudders of thunder intermittently interrupted by the zipping of cars across rain-lined streets, the dying orange flicker of a streetlamp across the way. I'm sitting in the Tower, watching the night settle like silt on Meadville, wondering just when love is going to come my way next and what's going to transpire this time ( Read more... )

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the joys of residence halls anonymous July 17 2005, 10:16:37 UTC
Don't you just miss having your favorite RD around to whine to- have her make things get fixed???

You can also walk to the grocery store- I did it many times, I also recommend walking down to the market house saturday mornings for produce and a warm cinnomin bun from the Little Red Hen Bakeshop.

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Re: the joys of residence halls harlequin_pi July 17 2005, 14:38:31 UTC
What did you ever get fixed? ;)

I'm starting to think that's probably what I'm going to have to do. The thing is I'm not eating in the residence halls at all, so every time I do, I'm getting food for the week. I have trouble carrying three two-liters at once, so it's daunting, but necessity will win out in the end. Gotta eat, after all.

I've been wondering where the local places to get stuff are, thanks for that.

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