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It has now been a week since I've moved into my new apartment. Its currently 1 o'clock in the afternoon and my neighbor feels that this is an excellent time to move all of her furniture, vacuum and blare Phil Collins music. God, I hate Phil Collins. Somebody should put him and Peter Gabriel in a cage and see who wins, they're both responsible for the 80's.
Anywho, I was unable to nap so I'm posting instead. My apartment is rediculously small, it's a studio with a bedroom/living area but the kitchen is huge. I'm in downtown Lancaster, PA for at least the next year. So, until January 2009, if you find yourself in Lancaster, PA, text me/call me/comment/facebook me and I will show you the beautiful downtown, the county full of Amish people and the Green Dragon (hint: It's not a real dragon).
I'm budgeting my money and like every other person in this country I'm in debt up to my eyeballs. But for the first time I have a little piece of the planet that is mine, that I paid for and that I have complete control of. For now I go to work everyday and am happy when I'm able to leave at the end of the day and have my evenings free. I'll try this life for a year (after all, that is the term of my lease) and then we'll see...