Dramatic reenactment.
Sometimes, I have really dreamy teaching assistants for the classes I take at University of California school. (Let’s just say these people put the ass back in assistant… if you know what I mean. Because I can be super subtle sometimes. Like just now.) Sometimes, when writer’s block/boredom sets in, I write inappropriate love notes to said TAs in the body of my term papers, only to delete them last-minute before turning in said papers to said TAs. Sometimes I momentarily lose my shit because I can’t remember if I’ve actually deleted said love notes from said term papers for said TAs. Sometimes, I almost don’t give a damn.
I’ve collected those notes here, and have decided to start a periodical series called: ‘Inappropriate Love Notes‘
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