Anyboo!
My costume today is myself circa 2003. It’s tres convincing.
Plans are afoot to find the new roommate effective December 1st. I’ve got three solid Saturdays to evaluate the elite tier of applicants and crown the garland of domiciliate festivities to one lucky guy or gal. And while it will be sad to see Nia go, I take comfort in knowing that she’ll finally be reunited in domestic bliss with her girlfriend who’s coming in January. Also in the fact that I plan to bump the rent up on her room to a more equitable price for the new roomie. Being that it’s the freakin’ "Pretty Woman" penthouse compared to my midget guest room, it’s completely fair and verily justified.
I need a nap, a cupholder, and a coupla Advil.
