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Sam? Jamie? Someone? Can I camp out in your room tonight? Someone happened to my bed. And to the wall. And, well, to the rest of my dorm too.

I'm going to go hide all my stuff in the library now.

Date: 2003-05-20 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-crowdofone.livejournal.com
Yeah, absolutely, come on over, I've got room and I'm right next door. What happened?

Date: 2003-05-20 06:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-synch.livejournal.com
I think one of my roommates happened. My bed and the wall are trashed and they're kind of wet.

I don't have a sleeping bag. Do you mind if I just bring over some blankets or something? The floor's looking pretty nice right now.

Date: 2003-05-20 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-crowdofone.livejournal.com
There's spare beds in there, actually, don't worry about it. Man, that sucks.

I've been doing some backreading on this system--because hey, with my powers I can always find some free time--and from the sounds of it these guys practically went through a war last week. I s'pose some of 'em are still pretty traumatized.


Date: 2003-05-20 06:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-synch.livejournal.com
A war? As in a guns and bullets war? Great.

Maybe that's why Bobby was kind of mean when he was on the welcome wagon. I should try talking to him or something, let him know I'm not really mad. I just wish people would ask me before they destroy my bed.

Date: 2003-05-20 06:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-crowdofone.livejournal.com
More like a guns and trank darts war, if I'm reading this right--it gets kind of disjointed for a while, and probably the juicy bits are in the teachers-only stuff. I've started composing a list of things not to tell the parents in letters home.

Yeah, probably a good idea to talk to him. Hammer out a schedule for when one can and cannot trash the other guy's stuff, or something. :)


Date: 2003-05-20 06:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-synch.livejournal.com
I've been reading some of the older journal entries. You weren't kidding about the don't-tell-parents stuff. Mom and Dad would drive out here and haul me back to St. Louis.

I'll try to talk to him, but he's probably going to turn me into a strobe light popsicle or something.

Date: 2003-05-20 06:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-crowdofone.livejournal.com
Yeah, mine would be on the next flight out here. They sent me here because of the headaches. How's that for cosmic irony?

Maybe he'll be in better shape to talk tomorrow?


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