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I ran into Connie in the campus center today and got so excited to see her that I totally forgot our no touching rule. Shame shame shame. Apparently it's ok to to touch each other if we're beating each other up. And it's ok for her to tell me stories of co-ed bathrooms while we're peeing. I think we have really strange boundaries.

In other news, according to an informal dinner-time poll, half of Hubbard dining room thinks that mullets can be ironic. Also, the Stepford Wives is hilarious.

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