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I live with a boy now. If anyone had told me six months ago that this would be happening I wouldn't have believed them. But we're all moved in, getting organized, and it's working really well. This place isn't really big enough for three (Derek's previous roommate Marcy is here too), so everything's cramped and still chaotic, but slowly coming along. Not having laundry or a dishwasher doesn't help. It's the low rent that's making it worth it. I have about 57,000 things to do and very little desire/will to do most of them. I guess it's good Derek's going to bug me to keep me on track. And now I must go continue the battle with our excessive amount of stuff.
BTW: who would have guessed that D would have 2 copies of Emma when I don't even have 1? I'm having lots of fun going through his books as I put them away. So much to read...
BTW: who would have guessed that D would have 2 copies of Emma when I don't even have 1? I'm having lots of fun going through his books as I put them away. So much to read...