Chapter 5: Diaries and Dildos

Once in a while our RA Cheyenne scheduled a floor meeting to discuss some matter or another — noise after hours, leaving huge messes in the bathrooms — etcetera. Of course I attended the first floor meeting, which happened that very first evening after we’d all moved in, because it seemed the natural thing to do, but the whole thing felt a little — nanny-ish to me — so I’d avoided the other floor meetings. I’d come to college to get…