I was evicted from the wotmania house for stealing lawn-gnomes, or some such. Living with three guys in a fraternity, I get the largest room because I'm both smarter and larger than these computer loving nerds.


It's painted dark green, smelling lightly of lavender. As you walk in, you notice the rows of bookshelves on the far wall, packed with the latest and greatest novels. A La-Z-Boy recliner sits in one corner, under a large lamp and a sunroof. Light water trickles in a small Japanese pond, as my savage Coy fish duke it out in the pool. They haven't been fed for three days. An ugly mongrel basks in the sun on top of a polar bear fur, knawing on a nerd bone. Most of the room is open, devoid of furniture, an open space in the 150ft. by 150ft. room. There's an air hockey table sitting in a corner, and my ice hockey equiptment sits on the breezy balcony, so that it's smell doesn't fill the house. A gigantic futon rests in a shady corner of the room, and everything around it is wooden.
I walk in the room, carrying more books. Bliss.


Jolly Roger
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RIP Kory