The experiences and exploits of a college grad trying to make it in the "real world:" leaving school and friends in New England, moving south, and living with her boyfriend. Watch as I pretend to be an adult.
I was peacefully minding my own business downstairs, reading, until a few minutes ago...
"Fuck!!"
I raise my head, unburying my nose from "Still Life With Woodpecker" (which I am reading for the fourth time) long enough to glance curiously at the stairs.
"What the hell! Take it, motherfucker!" are the next words to come floating out of the office.
I tune my ears in a bit more, and realize that the chorus of whatever song Elija's playing on his computer sounds suspiciously like "I need to get laid..."
What on earth is going on with my boyfriend and his computer upstairs? Erhm... you know, I think I'll just go back to my book. I mean, I'm on the last chapter and all...
In other news, I really need to get myself to a used bookstore.
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