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Jun 13, 2005 17:57

And so begins the task of turning my room into... something that company is allowed to see. And sleep in. For all those raging parties my parents throw. It might be weird when I'm done, not having a place with "me" lying all over the floor, and the bed, and the dressers, and the shelves, but I don't think I'm sentimental enough for it to bother me.

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obnoxiousorange June 15 2005, 09:08:31 UTC
HAHAHA That's so funny! It's totally cool, your (dad, I guess?) told me you were at work. Honestly, you didn't miss much... I actually left an hour early, because the model was so bad. I didn't know it was possible for a model to be so bad. Sorry you had to work, and see you next Monday? :)

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ex_scottisht928 June 17 2005, 20:06:57 UTC
Stop.

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imaldemer June 17 2005, 20:31:53 UTC
I know the feeling. They are moving my brother into my room in two weeks, a full month before I move out. And I get his old room, repainted to be the "guest room", as it is on the main level. Parents: (gives rude gesture)

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obnoxiousorange June 17 2005, 22:32:45 UTC
Geez. He couldn't wait another month?

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