Because we were drunk. Because we were young and angry and broke. I scribbled endless shit above his bed with the Sharpie from my back pocket: “Kurt is the keeper of the kennel . . . Kurt smells like Teen Spirit.” Earlier in the day, Tobi and I had been at the local supermarket looking at deodorants, and we both laughed hysterically when we saw one called Teen Spirit. What the fuck does teen spirit smell like? we wondered. Capitalism apparently knew no bounds. After our rampage, I fell asleep fully clothed next to Kurt with the Sharpie marker still in my hand and woke up with the kind of
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