Also, I moved.
The place I was living in was getting DV-y so I picked up everything and moved. Maybe I shouldn’t sound so nonchalant about that, but I’m not—I spent hours mediating and helping the girl roomie figure out her options. And I had a nervous breakdown or two prior to my move.
I’m still sorting out legal ish, but I think things will work out.
Also: my new roommates love to cook things with butter. Like sweet potato casserole and pumpkin pie. Nothing against my “vegan” (fucker please, you ate cheese, I saw the Del Taco quesadilla wrapper) former roommates, but they ate the worst vegan/vegetarian food ever.
