I am totally getting squicked just thinking about the sounds of someone having sex (when it isn't with me). Gross.

I am totally getting squicked just thinking about the sounds of someone having sex

eh, when you're young and horny, it can be kind of interesting. Though that may have just been me.

an old prude

Young prude. Then again, never put up to that hormonal test of sex when in compamy of sleeping others, yet.

In boarding school we were very considerate: whenever someone wanted to room to theirselves, the other roomie would just vanished for a while. And most of the times it wasn't about sex, too.

Shelton Hall! Overlooking Storrow Drive. 4th Floor, the Writer's floor.

Myles Standish all four years. Various rooms over the years, though I had a point room senior year (class of '88).

My roommate freshman year bonded with another girl in the dorm. The two of them would hang out in our room ... never really understood why ... and it usually involved a lot of noise early in the morning. I was NOT a morning person and kept asking them to keep it down. Finally, at the start of the second semester, I was able to move to a single. The other girl already had a single, but wouldn't HEAR of moving in with my roommate because her boyfriend came down every weekend and she had to spend the entire weekend with him.

Ahahahahahaha!!

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1) so you think, and 2) so you think

Yes. Though didn't even try to pretend I was asleep. "Um, guys? You can wait until we get there (to college where WE WEREN'T SHARING A ROOM), m'kay?"

If you are looking to buy a car and want to make an impression with the family at Easter.

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Oh, re: my freshman dorm hell - there's a positive side I have to share.

After I transferred to UW-Madison, I did some writing for The Daily Cardinal, one of the campus papers. One Pride Week, I wrote an article about my dorm hell, the gist of which was how homophobia hurts straight people too. After it came out, several guys I knew thanked me and told me that similar things had happened to them too.

And then years later I put some of my writings for the Cardinal up on a web page. A woman I knew online showed the article to her shrink. He then showed it to another patient of his who had a gay son. The patient with the gay son really liked my article - she said how she never understood homophobia and what her son went through until she read it, and it really helped her come to terms with her son being gay.

So when I think of the hell I went through in the dorm, I also think of the people I helped by telling the story....

If you are looking to buy a car and want to make an impression with the family at Easter.

Heh. I was just at that museum a year ago. That car wasn't there, but the Batmobile was, as well as the Dukes of Hazard car and a bunch of other cool Hollywood cars.