Well, the room echoes now. It's not too thrilling, but I'm about into my new place and that's just wonderful. My downstairs neighbor is pretty rad, for crazyish
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Whilst unpacking, I found a bag o' your spices and whatnot. My mother, in her haste to clean everything in sight, must have assumed they were mine and packed them with my crap. I can bring them to the SGS office or you can swing by and pick them up at your convenience.
Hey - I got all my spices from that shelf a few weeks ago, so those must be Fred's or something. I don't want them, don't have room for anything else. I do have a question, though - can I maybe stay at your place Friday night? I'll be on campus I think past when the buses stop and have to be at work at six thirty, so...?
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