So my apartment may be an igloo, but at least I have a bathtub now! Which means, guess what I did at 11 o'clock last night? Ran a scorching hot bath and read a whole bunch of my book for awhile, to warm up my blood. Ahhhh so happy to have my own bathtub again. I remember when I lived at my old place, I'd have to call Dave and be like "ummmm hey can
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