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The assignments consisted of books and readers which were chunks of photocopies assembled together from various sources. They often exceeded one thousand pages. Darren and I had just enough connection to establish a sort of functioning households without necessary calling ourselves best friends. We shared his couch, watching his DVD sets, using Karren Walker's one liners while drinking rose wine and pretending to be reenacting the household from Friends. He had introduced me to some of his friends and we would drive in his car to hang out in San Francisco. At parties we would talk about electricity bills. My morning routine involved driving the honda to the bottom of the hill and then getting bus 43. On Monday afternoons I would drive all the way to campus and then hunt for an empty spot on Oxford street. It was important to be there to hit the window between 4:00pm when people were finishing a class and 4:10pm when new ones like me would arrive. My room had a desk, the new bed and a wardrobe. It also had an in-suite bathroom but because it was the only one with a shower Darren would have to use it as well.