i awoke at four in the morning to the mammal and more young friends entering the apartment...as i tossed and turned i listened to the banal ramblings of one twenty-year-old girl...after an hour of this i decided that joining them would perhaps be more desirable, and possibly it would cut into the relentless voice that was in fact this girl's...at five in the morning i made the move, what i found was the mammal with two guys, a barrel chested englishman, shirt wide open (clearly challenging mammal to the one remaining female), and another bearded lad, concerned more with his buzz...the girl, afore mentioned, was sitting on the couch next to mammal running her mouth relentlessly...i lit a cigarette, made a martini and observed..."i want to live in europe for a good portion of my life," the vacant baroness states, "but i have only visited once, i went to italy for a week"...uggh, i think, when this girl loses her looks no one will listen to her...i look to the mammal and he looks back at me with a "hey i am only doing this for the nookie" glance...she continues, "in the high school yearbook i was voted quietest person with the most to say"...i roll my eyes, but thankfully the room is only candle lit so she cannot see, not that she would notice because of her rampant self-involvement...i think if she was the quietest i would hate to meet the most talkative...mammal edges closer and puts his arm around her, while the englishman, in an awkward position across from her, can only stroke her leg..."so roommate," she says addressing me, "what' s your story?"...i quickly deflect stating that i am only here to observe, to which she replies, "i like wallflowers too"...i let out an imperceptible groan...finally at six the girl asks the non-threatening guy to leave...mammal accompanies them to the subway station, perhaps in a last ditch effort, and i am left alone in the apartment with the englishman...

he begins, "oh man [mammal] was cockblocking me all night...i tried to put my arm around that girl and [mammal] would pull it away...man she would have done all four of us..." he is agitated now, and noticeably upset with his lack of accomplishment, so he continues his rant along the same lines...then he proceeds to make calls to girls he knows, hoping beyond hope to spread his seed, and not go home unfulfilled...all i can do is agree with his assessments, because i understand dealing with that girl for an entire night could not have been easy...mammal gets back after awhile and the englishman continues with mammal, "man why were you cockblocking me, we all could have had a piece"...mammal replies in a measured tone that she wasn't putting out the proper signals and that perhaps the englishman was seeing things in the night that weren't exactly there...(this observer would have to agree with the mammal's assessment)...finally, after unsuccessfully imploring mammal to call the girl who just left and ask her to come back, the englishman leaves...i finish my drink and a last cigarette with the mammal..."man that guy is off the wall, if he wasn't cockblocking me i would have had a chance," mammal states (and your observer agrees)...i reply that i feel sorry for mammal for having to deal with her all night, and he tries to find some solace, "she did like bob dylan"...i look at him wryly and respond, "comon' mammal she was ridiculous"...he concedes somewhat, but then replies, "but man she had great thighs"...