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By: A Room of One’s Own: Part One - The Pursuit of Harpyness

A Room of One’s Own: Part One - The Pursuit of Harpyness — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 14:02:07 +0000

[...] a month or two, the lease has always been in my name only. There have definitely been times when I wished for a few helping hands around the house, but generally, the freedom of living alone is pretty great, and I can’t say [...]

By: A Feminist Dilemma: Volume 2 - The Pursuit of Harpyness

A Feminist Dilemma: Volume 2 - The Pursuit of Harpyness — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 12:27:26 +0000

[...] my messed-up situation: this summer’s renovations left my TV cable completely ferkakta. The cable guy who came to fix it was a good-looking young [...]

By: BeckySharper

BeckySharper — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 02:49:37 +0000

LOL. I have no bad freshman roommate stories. Mine was a very nice girl from Green Bay who now lives in DC and works as a journalist. Thank God for her, too, because the majority of other girls on my hall were nice Baptist or Methodist Sunday School princesses who used to ask me earnest questions about why I didn’t believe in Jesus and give me grief because I slept naked (not that they ever SAW me naked, they just knew that I didn’t wear a nightgown, because I told them so).

By: baraqiel

baraqiel — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 02:42:42 +0000

@Becky and tallgirl – Oh, is this the time for freshman year roommate stories? My first freshman year roommate did the following:
-IMed me before we got to school and told me that she would appreciate it if I never asked her for private use of the room for sexual purposes, because she didn’t agree with pre-marital sex.
-Asked me, on the first night of orientation, if I’d ever consider starting a relationship with a professor (“No.” “But what if you think he’s the one?” “Then you can wait the four years.” “By the way, that prof that spoke at the event earlier looked hot, don’t you think?” “…no.”)
-Told me that my considering Bush and Cheney to be evil personally offended her and that I should apologize to her.
-Told me that she thought freshman shouldn’t be required to attend safe sex or assault prevention workshops because “there are other ways to arrive at that knowledge, like through God”.
-Got VERY offended when I said that her eating matzah as a snack in September was a goyish thing to do.
-Started hooking up with a senior two doors down from us a week and a half into the semester, made out with him in our room with the door unlocked, and told one of my hallmates (at 2 a.m. in the bathroom) how good in bed this guy was.

…I moved.

By: magda

magda — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 02:33:51 +0000

I love the idea of living with friends (though I have a partner). It just makes sense. A few of my friends refer to each other as sisters (and not *just* in the feminist way) and we have a plot to get some land and split it up with little dwellings.

I remember thinking the ideal was the arrangement, by chance, that two sisters I knew had. They had separate flats in an old Victorian, but the way the house was set up was that they, and they alone had access to the inside second floor. So they’d leave their doors unlocked for each other, and wander freely. One had a bigger bath and the other a bigger kitchen. They also had an understanding that sometimes they would lock their doors for privacy — which I do need lots of, so I think that’s great. Pretty cool.

By: tallgirl-in-heels

tallgirl-in-heels — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 01:41:27 +0000

@Becky: I should add that my roommate was a super sweet girl, quiet as a mouse. Compared to some of the roommate drama that others experienced, I got off lucky with the crucifix. And in retrospect, the one dude I wanted to sleep with but didn’t because I couldn’t take doing the deed under the watchful gaze of a glowing plastic messiah ended up being a total douchebag. Jesus saves.

By: BeckySharper

BeckySharper — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 01:28:30 +0000

It was a pleasure having you, Dorky! Dog willing, you’ll be moving to my hood.

Enjoy staying at my place tomorrow…even though THE MOTHERFUCKING CABLE STILL DOESN’T WORK.

By: PhDork

PhDork — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 01:22:25 +0000

I have to chime in and say that Becky is a wonderful friend and hostess, and, given the horribleness of the situation (which, one week later, has not resolved, so I am camping in a studio in the EV), we actually had a good time staying with her. Even though her home was (is) not back together, she invited us to stay for the weekend.

We’ve had so much help from our friends this last week (and it’s continuing), we’re actually planning on moving closer to a couple of them. Even though we’re a pair, we’re still only two people, and this last week has proven how important networks of friends are. That’s why we’re planning to move closer to some of them, so we can hang out more and help with hanging pictures and dog-sitting and stuff.

By: BeckySharper

BeckySharper — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 23:48:15 +0000

@tallgirl: OMFG. And I thought the girls in my dorm with their cutesy “Jesus Loves You” stickers were bad. I don’t think I’d be able to masturbate in that room, let alone have sex there.

By: tallgirl-in-heels

tallgirl-in-heels — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 23:36:30 +0000

PS & Becky: My freshman year roommate in the dorms hung a large, glow in the dark crucifix over her bed. Jesus burned bright long after the lights went out. Suffice it to say there was no sexytime in that room for me.