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Monday, January 12, 2015
Junkyard 1 Week two
In my lap, a pink bowl of spinach pasta with sausage and mushrooms. My knee hits an open folder of German 1002 homework assignments and Netflix asks how frequently I watch Dysfunctional Family dramas. In the back my hamster emerges bleary eyed from her gray- brown bedded burrow to lick water from a blue bottle. A FRIENDS episode begins to play. My bowl tips over onto my crossed legs and my hamster begins gnawing at her wire cage. Outside, my roommate's car alarm beeps. Her three week old kitten chirps along with the whirring washing machine.
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