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I am officially moved out and back at school after a week filled with laziness/red wine/anniversary parties and surly saturday night shenanigans. I am not even going to post pictures from Saturday because all of the pictures seem to be of boys crotches.I think I might have said motherfucker like twenty times. I swear I'm not a foul mouthed crazy biatch. Next time when Ian tells me not to buy two bottles of red wine I will listen. Oh and about this Ian business. Ian is the best roommate because moving in with him is like moving in with a record store. I like record stores.