christ i'm drunk and it's not even five in the afternoon, beer cookies and wine for breakfast, and petting a really fat cat in a professor's loft. i have a paper to take care of on poetic theory as well as a literary criticism final on thursday (open note) i think i'm compensating for the fact that i can't get drunk with my friends since i am
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don't be proud, i'm not sleeping with my professor, she's old, wrinkly and from california, the loft is sweet though, and she has two fantastic cats and enoough wine to get me drunk, sorry to disappoint pumpkin
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