So, the past couple of days have been quite un-awesome-o 3000. For whatever retarded reason, I bought a house last year, last September. 23 and a homeowner...I guess I thought it would sound cool, I don't know. This place has been one big ass head ache after another, and last night/this morning was another case. Freaking roto rooter had to clean out my basement drains of tree roots. $225 later, everything was fixed. Not that big of a deal, I guess, but really irritating. I suppose there is something to be said for having your own place, but...yeah. Feeling so tied down is not whats up for me right now. Methinks perhaps it is time to but this bad boy on the market and move in with my most awesome cousin. She is quickly becoming one of my closest friends. She is 2 years older than me, and we were always pretty close, but in the past few months we've gotten a lot closer. It doesn't hurt that we have the same taste in girls. Hopefully it doesn't cause any fights! HA!
