I just gave notice to my realtor that July will be my last month in the apartment I've dwelt in since the pre-Lewinsky era. I've moved most of my stuff to Laurie's lovely mill house in NC, but I look around my apartment and wonder how I'm going to get all this stuff moved or removed. I'm gonna have to give away some stuff that's useful but not worth moving. From toilet paper spools to cheap TV and a nice but replaceable chair and ottoman, gotta get rid of 'em.
Selling a bed too. I'll miss my lovely mattress, but it's too small for two and I don't wanna move it.
About Me
- Aaron White
- Go out with you? Why not... Do I like to dance? Of course! Take a walk along the beach tonight? I'd love to. But don't try to touch me. Don't try to touch me. Because that will never happen again. "Past, Present and Future"-The Shangri-Las
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We'll have to have a goodbye party. What is the actual date of your departure? We can surely get some people together and hit the town sometime before you leave.
I'm not sure what my actual last day will be, but since I've arranged to be homeless in the 'Ham at the end fo the year I suppose the last week of the month is my last week in town. That's about as precise as I can get right now, but I certainly keep you posted! Thanks for taking an interest, hoss.
That made no sense because I didn't proofread. "end fo the year" should read "end of the month."
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