Yes, that IS my final answer...
Okay. I need to wind down somehow... otherwise my mind will not allow me to do homework. So, here I am, taking nice... deep breaths... breathe in... breathe out... breathe in....

AAAAAAAAHH!

err... gomen .... too much pent-upped-ness. [and I even just got back from the gym] So much STUFF is going on now.

I'm moving this weekend, for those of you who didn't know, to Chase Village over by Autzen stadium. Come stalk me, if you must... I may be lonely. It will be a few weeks before Justin joins me in our apartment but he WILL be coming (oh yes, yes he will) because he just got accepted to grad school. Congratulations, Mr. Spartypants Chemistry-man! But I still hate him because he STILL has a weblog and won't tell me where it is and I CAN'T FIND IT. *grumble*

Anyway, for the uninitiated, moving sucks. I have to transfer all the billing accounts and get all my shit together. That's NOT what makes me ancy, though. What DOES is that I'm leaving (and getting much satisfaction by screwing over Reilly) but I haven't *quite* gotten a replacement yet. This ass-raped Kim... but I seem to be a better salesperson. My concern really isn't finding someone; I THINK I'll be able to do that, or legal services should be able to successfully persuade the Beesons to let me out of my lease. My concern IS that I want to use my room in the house for leverage while looking for a tenant. Because I'm in the master bedroom, easily the nicest room in the house, this shouldn't be a BIG issue. However, since I'm leaving... I may have problems convincing Reilly and August (who's moving in) from trying to take it over. Because I've pre-paid the "last month's" rent, I'm technically a tenant through next month, so I can keep stuff here for as long as it takes. I think I'll keep ENOUGH stuff that I make my point that the room is still MINE... Hopefully this will work.

I just can't live here any longer. Reilly's a pretty nice guy, for being dumb as a house, but he's messy and loud and it makes me itch when he touches my stuff (pretty much everything in the house). So... I'm going! LA LA LA LA LA.... wish me luck finding better and brighter times.

Now that's all said, I think I can get my homework started. Mata ne.