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Me, two grs
and a summer
of adventure
By MARK MURRELL
I'm in love with them both
now.
I have tried to fight the hot,
passionate feelings that began
while we sat on our front porch
eating junk food and watching
the sunset over Greensboro,
but I can't.
I realize now I must have
them both.
"OR some reason, that's
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me to capsulize my
summer with two female
housemates. But is wasn't like
that at all. Life with Melanie
and Dinita was different from
what most people told me to
anticipate.
I'll never forget my mother's
first warning when I told her in
early May that I would be
living with two women all
summer.
"They aren't as clean as you
think," she said. (She had once
successfully discouraged me
from buying hamsters with the
same line.) "You shouldn't
depend on them being able to
cook either, and if I know girls,
they'll probably run around
half the time with nothing on
but a bra and panties."
That settled it. There was no
turning back.
The following week, we
sublet a house from a
university professor who
agreed to bill us as "a young
couple and a friend" to his
landlady,, and the great
adventure began.
First, I was faced with
explaining my summer plans
to friends.
"Wooooo," they would
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Men really
aren't terrible
lioiiseinates
By MELANIE SILL
U OU'LL hate it," my friend,
said. "It's just like living with a
5-year-old child. Or a dog."
"Come on," I said, laughing
at her.
"No," she insisted. "It's true.
They belch a lot. And throw
their xlothes around. And
never do-laundry."
I shook my head.
"You'll find out," she said,
nodding sagely "Men are
terrible roommates."
That was in May, before I
moved into a little house in
Greensboro that was to be my
summer home. It was the
perfect house in the perfect
spot, and the fact that I would
have roommates of both sexes
didn't faze me a bit.
"Big deal," we said. "Rent's
cheaper split three ways, and
we're all good friends. No
sweat."
It didn't take long to find
that not everybody in the
friendly city of Greensboro
had the same casual attitude
about opposite-sex
roommates. Chapel Hill
seemed a long way off.
In hunting for a place to
stay, we discovered that doors
closed quickly once
prospective landlords found
out that three people of two
sexes wanted to live in one
place.
We lucked out, though. The
people we rented from had
personal experience in trying
to find a place to live without
a marriage license.
My folks were cautious but
resigned. I guess they didn't
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