Tag: college
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In aftermath of Stanford case, let’s look out for each other
I’m writing this quickly as I am on my way to a meeting. But I had to get my thoughts down … apologies if it seems hurried. — Driving to meet Quinn to run today, I had the radio tuned to NPR where the talk centered around the Stanford case, rape on campus, and our…
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Why college guys are totally hot
One night during my college days, I met this really great guy, Mike*. He was so sweet and cute and perfect, and we hit it off from the moment we met. There was a group of us hanging out that night, and I was on cloud 9. Until my sorority sister, Karen, pulled me aside…
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Thoughts on a 12-year friendship
I’m trying to think of something – anything to write about to get my mind off of my worry for Shannon today, but that’s just not happening. So instead I will tell you about Shannon. I met Shannon my freshman year in college and we were instant friends. Actually, that’s not true. I met her…
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Thoughts on a 12-year friendship
I’m trying to think of something – anything to write about to get my mind off of my worry for Shannon today, but that’s just not happening. So instead I will tell you about Shannon. I met Shannon my freshman year in college and we were instant friends. Actually, that’s not true. I met her…
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Strip-poker summer
In honor of Nanowrimo, (or perhaps to keep myself from cheating and using old material) I am publishing some short stories I wrote in college. Let me repeat: I wrote in college. Apologies in advance. I still remember the first time I ever pondered the concept of a one night stand. April called to tell…
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Strip-poker summer
In honor of Nanowrimo, (or perhaps to keep myself from cheating and using old material) I am publishing some short stories I wrote in college. Let me repeat: I wrote in college. Apologies in advance. I still remember the first time I ever pondered the concept of a one night stand. April called to tell…
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Love, Dad
In honor of Nanowrimo, (or perhaps to keep myself from cheating and using old material) I am publishing some short stories I wrote in college. Let me repeat: I wrote in college. Apologies in advance. I thought about sleeping with him once. Briefly. Then I decided I would get more satisfaction with a dead man.…
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Love, Dad
In honor of Nanowrimo, (or perhaps to keep myself from cheating and using old material) I am publishing some short stories I wrote in college. Let me repeat: I wrote in college. Apologies in advance. I thought about sleeping with him once. Briefly. Then I decided I would get more satisfaction with a dead man.…
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Unfinished rum is not trash
A memory It’s 1998 and Erin has asked me to move into the sorority house with her for the summer. My first summer away from home! I borrow my parents’ Previa van and load up my belongings from my dorm room, then swing over to Erin’s dorm and we load up her belongings. One of…
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Unfinished rum is not trash
A memory It’s 1998 and Erin has asked me to move into the sorority house with her for the summer. My first summer away from home! I borrow my parents’ Previa van and load up my belongings from my dorm room, then swing over to Erin’s dorm and we load up her belongings. One of…