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Life keeps on happening and happening. Woke up today at 8, drove Rut to his job, then back home for a quick shower before I picked up Kicia and headed over to meet Hari. He's the guy who is most likely letting me rent his apartment for the summer. Pretty exciting. Actually spent about an hour with him talking about everything but the apartment. I'm mildly in love with him. But that's not saying much; I'm mildly in love with everyone I meet. He is going to visit his wife in Vietnam. If he accepts my offer for rent than I most certainly will be moving in, probably sometime around June the 1st. That sucks because it means I have to find a job. Fuck. But it is near Cherry Hill Apartments, so I will definitely make the location worth it. Oh I'm definitely cracking up, by the way. Still haven't heard anything from the motherfucking court. God damn those bastards. What's a girl gotta do to get fucking divorced? I feel like painting and/or exploring. Have plans with Jordan for Thursday which will be pretty fucking cool. Amelia comes home Wednesday the 23rd, so that will be a pretty triumphant event as well. Until then I just have to keep my head down and my feet on the fucking pavement. Because, you know, I'm so fucking good at that.