That’s It, I’m out of here

April 16, 2009 · Print This Article

The Art Grad School Stupid Archetype

The Art Grad School Stupid Archetype

Bad at Sports has realized that society is doomed and is now accepting applications for it’s Ayn Randian compound in the mountains where we will build a new society cleansed of the truly icky.

This week, the Art-School Grad Student who’s sleeping around: 26, female, Upper East Side, straight, single.

1:50 a.m.: Making out with Tattoo Guy. Have bad spins. Tell him I need water and to sober up before hooking up again. He gives me a line of his own stuff.

10 a.m.: Know this is going to be one hell of week as feeling in love with Tattoo Guy, and now super-depressed. Make appointment with school shrink.

11:30 p.m.: In bathroom, I notice prescription bottle. Shouldn’t look, but who wouldn’t? Suddenly sick-feeling. Valtrex. Shit. Could I have contracted from five-minute intercourse with condom?

6 thoughts on “That’s It, I’m out of here”

  1. Richard says:

    So depressing.

  2. duncan. says:

    Richard why do we want to run a puritanical Ayn Randian compound?

  3. Richard says:

    To rebuild the world. We shall cleanse the world Duncan and reform it in our image.

  4. duncan. says:

    But what if our image sucks and our new world order is boring as hell?

  5. Sort of like — now?!!!

  6. Richard Holland says:

    Just for that Mark is out of the compound!

    Our new world order will be awesome full of things creative and nerdy!

    The geeks shall inherit the Earth!!

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