"Anthropology! You were supposed to tell her I'm in Astrophysics!"
--A guy, talking very loudly, passing by my window at an early hour

"Sometimes we get naked around here, but more often than not all we have is barrel fever."
--A clerk at Pegasus book store

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They're books, by David Sedaris... sheesh, what were you thinking?

"I should be a humanities major instead. There are hardly any hot chicks in this class."
"Yeah, maybe it'll be better in upper-division."
--Two guys in my computer science class

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Oh boys... If you only knew. At least in this class, "hot" or not (and that's subjective), the female to male ratio is about 1:2. When you get into upper division, you'll likely be thrilled to see a girl, period.

"Excuse me, but I'd like to tell you that you smell good. No no, don't run, this is my stop, I'm leaving you alone, I promise, goodbye. I just wanted to tell you."
--A guy, late twenties, to a girl about 5 years younger than him, sitting next to him on BART

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Now admittedly, I would have been a little unsettled too, but if you think about it, what a compliment-- how often do you sit next to someone on the subway and think "Wow, that person really smells... GOOD?"

"Yeah, so I burned my sig sweater this weekend."
"Sounds like you're really through with the whole frat life..."
"Yeah, I just didn't have time for school anymore, most of the time I was too trashed to go lecture, or to take notes if I did... hey, that chick's taking lecture notes on her palm pilot, cool."
--Two guys behind me in lecture today...

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...If they'd only known that it wasn't lecture that I was taking notes on...

"I wish the humanities requirement for EECS was less."
--A guy sitting behind me in CS lecture

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For those who aren't Berkeley students: EECS is Electrical Engineering & Computer Science, and the humanities requirement is pretty damn low as it is, and the stereotype of folks in that major is somewhat *ahem* robotic.

"Trav, honey... would you tie me up?"
"Now?"
"Yes, now. Pleeeeease?"
"I'm getting sick of this. You know I can't put them through the holes right."
"Last one, I promise. I can't do it by myself."
--Girl and her male companion in the dressing room of a Telegraph Ave clothing store

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...So this whole scene made a lot more sense to me when I stuck my head out of my dressing room and saw the guy... patiently trying to lace his girlfriend into one of those strappy tops with a square of vinyl for the front and a bunch of strings for the rest of it.

"Oh the poor children!"
--A woman heard in passing, outside Fat Slice Pizza, where 30 kids about 6 years old were lined up at the register with their teacher.

Seen: A street vendor in Berkeley selling handmade, crocheted, all-natural fiber... cell phone holders.

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I wonder how well those sell...

"Ew, look at how... FAT her face is."
--A 400 pound woman, jabbing her finger disdainfully at a baby doll in Kmart

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