Shout it From the Rooftops!

My plan is to move to Cambridge, and dammit, this time I'm not flaking out. That's because this time I'm moving to live with the best roommate ever, Grant! He wants me to say bad things about him. In fact, he has just now required that if I use his name it has to be used in context of bad things. I told him I would therefore give away all his secrets and he told me that that only involves pancake recipes. I bet it involves some secret war tactics used in back yard mud battle fields. Just a guess though.

We found a beautiful top floor apartment with in-house laundry and a back yard. It also has a bonus room, which will be properly renamed once we move in. We're still in the insh'allah stage of this whole process as I just sent in the applications today. So don't expect anything yet. We still have to have our credit approved.

Ok, so pretty much all the rest is all either non-bloggable or boring material, so that's about all I can tell you.

Hey wait! Now Grant has to make me pancakes.

It's a good thing we're moving together because half of my stuff used to be his and that would be, well, awkward, if he moved to a studio. Fate.

And no, parents and other concerned parties, we're not sleeping together or getting married or any of that nonsense. It's a 2-bedroom.