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<a href='archives.php?PHPSESSID=26dc796aa3b5c13d622a51b7f1f3cb8f'>archives</a><BR>this morning i woke up with this girl.
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i got up to use the bathroom and found it occupied.
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i proceeded to the bathroom in the basement of the building.
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when i was finished i walked back up the four flights of stairs
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to find i was now locked out of her apartment.
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at this point i had in my possession
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ten dollars
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and the clothes i wore yesterday.
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my glasses, wallet, and phone
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were in her room.
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my bag and the rest of my clothes
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were in another girl's room.
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i stumbled blindly out into the day
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and found my way to the student union grill,
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where i squinted at the menu
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until i could make out the prices for
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french toast,
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hash browns
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and orange juice.
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i received my food, paid with cash, and,
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not finding any maple syrup in the vicinity,
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settled for mixed fruit jam.
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i ate in silence,
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