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"Against my better judgment I feel certain that somewhere very near here - the first house down the road, maybe - there's a good poet dying, but also somewhere very near here somebody's having a hilarious pint of pus taken from her lovely young body, and I can't be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight." - Franny and Zooey

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  • We're in a hump-double, so it's too small
  • Because we're in a hump-double, our beds needs to be lofted to fit our bureaus underneath the beds, since there's nowhere else to put them
  • Because the beds are lofted, I have to launch myself upwards to get on (being 5'2.5'' does not help) -- rarely do I make it up on the first try...
  • The head-end of my bed can't be pushed up against the wall fully because of the radiator, so I either have to deal with a space between the wall and my head, where my pillows will fall, or I have to push my mattress up and over the edge of the bed, creating a weird lopsided effect (I go with the latter)
  • My fucking feather mattress WILL NOT just STAY IN PLACE -- it always slides off the side, so I always have to get up and push it back on until 10 minutes later where I have to do the same thing, yet again
  • The paint on the walls does not work well with double-stick tape, or those special poster stickers, so my shit is always falling off and I'm always re-sticking it on
  • Our rugs always slide around, even though the one next to my bed has a special mat underneath to prevent this very tendency
  • The storm window will not stay open for more than a couple days, so not only does it slamming shut scare the shit out of us (especially in the middle of the night), but we also have to double-team the window (after removing the window fan and shit on the windowsill) in order to push the storm window back up and pull the screen back down
  • Sometimes our fridge hums
  • Our closet is right next to the door to the room, so whenever the closet is open and one of us comes into the room, the room door and closet door slam into each other, causing a horrendous "boom"
  • Our window overlooks the commons lawn, where dumb bitches are always screaming
  • Sometimes I smack my head against the wall while sleeping (this might be more of a personal problem...)
  • IT'S STILL WICKED SMALL
sep 22 2009 ∞
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