Dorm Life

No, this post is not about that insufferable MTV show about a bunch of freshman at the University of Wisconsin. This is about my dorm life. And how great it is. I live in a suite with three other girls and we like to spend time together. This weekend, we lived it up, playing a rowdy game of Apples to Apples in the basement common room. But what do we really do in our communal time? The American past time – we watch tv.

Whomever had the idea of online streaming video and DVDs, we salute you. My roommate Amanda and I successfully completed the first leg of our Aaron Sorkin adventure last night. That’s right, after a week and a half at school we have watched the entire series of Sports Night. Β We also watched the inaugural episode of the West Wing, without which, neither of us probably would have ended up at this fine institution of higher education. (Hello, Wooster.) Our new obsession is Glee. And rightly so. When we need a break from that, Anne joins us for a delicious hour of mocking of The Secret Life of the American Teenager. Quality tv if ever I’ve seen it. On the latest episode, Amanda and Anne counted the number of times the phrase “had sex” was used in a two minute conversation. The number was staggeringly high.

When the roomie’s can’t come together for some joint time in front of the boob tube, Hulu is our best friend. They have the first 3 seasons of Buffy AND the entire series of My So-Called Life.

So let me be frank: all those years of mentally preparing myself for the stimulating educational environment of college was a load of phooey. I have four classes this semester and none are too taxing. Heck, I have the time to write this don’t I? Yes, just a perk of dorm living is the, oh, 6 or so hours I have between classes today. Ahh, welcome home, Molly. This is the life of champions. Β Let’s crack out the PB&J’s and the easy mac, load the latest episode of Glee, and settle in for a taxing afternoon.

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