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new flatmate! flatmate T is gone, and her boyfriend and strange cooking with her, apparently off to do field work. in her place is a new boy!flatmate, J (i think; we were introduced, but seriously i was so tired), who evidently also cooks, but not weird things involving weird chicken parts.
huh. have never, just as a matter of didn't-even-realize-it, had a boy flatmate before. senior year when
datlowen basically camped in our living room doesn't really count.
meeting with supervisor tomorrow at 11am. must also get some groceries in.
huh. have never, just as a matter of didn't-even-realize-it, had a boy flatmate before. senior year when
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meeting with supervisor tomorrow at 11am. must also get some groceries in.
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The only boy I've lived with was a very nice boy who was dating a very feminist woman. So it's not like I was living with rugby players or anything.
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i have, of course, lived with my brother. but that (not he [g]) doesn't count either.