March 11.
Last day of work: March 7.
I hope I have my hair all done by then; I don't want to give them the wrong impression.
Nevermind, that'd be too Houston Activist of me.
I'm going to be starting all over. I've got an idea for my apartment (which has yet to be seen... or be anything other than a wish and a jumble in my journal).
I. Living
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