Ugh, the packing begins. At the end of the month, I'm moving into a room I'm renting from some good friends. Good. It's the basement room. Bad. It's 6 minutes from my place of employment. Good. It's 6 minutes from my place of employment. Bad. They have a wonderful one-and-a-half year old son, Dylan, who thinks I'm pretty neat. Good. They
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We'll see how it goes.
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