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So the search for a house is over. It's off of Spring Steubner [sp?]. It's nothing special. But it's a house. So yay on that. Now for the dreaded moving part. That part is going to blow. I looove this house. I love my room. I love having my own bathroom. I love living in a neighborhood that is so awesome. Blah. Blah to people who change their minds about letting you live in their house as long as you want. They can fuck off.