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So I finished my last final on Wednesday, which means that not counting going to the graduation ceremony next weekend, I am done with college. It's still a really weird thing to say, even in my own head. Now I must clean the apartment in preparation for the invasion of Yankees arriving on Friday. I mean, I love my family (well, most of it), but they're crazy, like all families. They have this thing about cleanliness that I apparently didn't inherit. Also I need to clean it so I can start getting rid of things. Like the Sandwich Express that I used maybe twice. And books that I don't feel the need to drag to my next apartment. Because boxes of books are heavy, and I will have lots of them. But anyhow, a post with an actual list will be made in the future, probably in the rva community. You know those posts - there are many of them.
But despite having to clean, life in general is happy. Enjoying repairing rugs, which I will probably do for the summer while I figure out what the hell to do with myself. I will be staying in Richmond, moving out into Three Willows Apartments with Tara near the end of July. That's about all that's going on at the moment.
But despite having to clean, life in general is happy. Enjoying repairing rugs, which I will probably do for the summer while I figure out what the hell to do with myself. I will be staying in Richmond, moving out into Three Willows Apartments with Tara near the end of July. That's about all that's going on at the moment.