I was walking with my friend on campus a year ago, complaining about how sad my sex life was. I was going into gory detail about desparate I was getting, moaning about how I didn't expect my chosen celibacy to last as long as it had, and right when I am about tell my girl my new plan for getting a man, I turn the corner as we get ready to enter our building. We walk right up to the glass double doors, and I see my professor, who was right behind us the whole time. The professor who was on my Master's defense committee lsat week.
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