My sister moved in to our new apartment today. I've been living alone (well, with the cat and gerbil, so I'll amend "alone" to "without human company") for the past month. Now I have a dining room table and chairs, a washing machine, a wonderfully stupendous oven in which I will bake delicious treats like biscotti without them being burnt by a crap heating element, and a sister who is also my roommate.
Some of my favorite stories begin, "One time my sister and I...". Like that time when she got stuck in the doors of the train in Madrid. Now, that's a good story.
Thesis watch: Working on it
Book Rec: Are you my boyfriend? (But the big thing just said 'snort')
Cubbie Watch: 5.5 games up
Vote for Hillary, advocate for electoral reform
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