No Diving

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Around 11:30PM tonight after being burned out on napping, studying, eating, reading, catching up on Big Love, and snacking, I went swimming for an hour at the gym because that’s how I roll on my Saturday nights. Then I got creeped out by the clown car that is the steam room where 9 dudes (at 12AM? Really?) were going in and out to either to put their feet in the pool or sit on the pool-side benches and stare at the pool, both options containing me in the pool alone trying to do laps and not breathing in the stale chlorine smell that is reminiscent of feet and wet animals.

Saturdays are my favorite.

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About bunkercomplex

My name is Andrea, and I'm a 23 year old Southern California girl and a newly minted Speech-Language Pathologist. When I’m not high-fiving 8-year-olds for finally producing a good /r/ sound, I fill my time with Peter Gabriel, Ayn Rand, Phil Hendrie, bicycles, Korean stationery, movie marathon nights, and baking. You can email me at bunkercomplex@gmail.com.
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