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Well Happy New Year! Things are going ok. My new years party consisted of downing a Mug Root Beer at midnight, after just turning it on the tube, at my sister's house, while my daughter was in the other room sleeping. then I went back to "It Came From Outerspace" on TMC, and went outside for the first smoke of the new year. Please contain your jealousy. I am almost moved in to Grants house. Feels weird having a room mate again after all this time on my own. But it's only for a few months. Then off to the Army! Or if my life goes really in to the shitter, in to the GPD. I am praying for that to not happen! Just a little bit of cleaning, trashing, and another few loads to move in the ole caddy, and I am all done. No more roach motel of an apartment! No more apartment manager living right next door, making it impossible for me to enjoy Patton on the DVD player at full volume during tank battles. Stupid woman. No more having to lean up against the sliding glass door to talk on the phone so I can maintain the one or two bars, and remain absolutely still. That place sucked for my phone. I shall miss it though. It was a good little apartment. Kept me and my daughter warm and dry, Was a nice little place for folks to hang. Oh well. Happy New Year!