When I Grow Up and Get Married, I'm Livin' Alone!
So, as of about 1:30 this afternoon, I officially live alone. Big White Mike has packed up and moved out for more German pastures (well, mostly moved out -- his dad will be along sometime this week to gather his remaining furniture). In answer to your question, no, I will not be recruiting a new roomate. This has caused 2 primary reactions from the people I've told:
- Aren't you gonna be lonely?
- Aren't you gonna be poor?
In response to part 2: My god yes. Keep your fingers crossed for a raise in my future, otherwise I will have to cease and decist my current dining-and-drinking-out-laden lifestyle. Or at least highly modify it.
I just got the feeling that I misspelled about 10 words in this post, but I'm running on fumes right now so you're just gonna have to accept them and move on, while I continue to wonder at exactly what rate my intelligence is slipping from me.
Bon Voyage, Mike Coleman! Say "hi" to Deutchland for me!