Floofy floof! Looks like cotton balls went all ‘splody on dat squee!
I got a phone call around 1600 yesterday, and it was Denise, putting pressure on me to move out so they can use my apartment for someone in the first phase.
Could I check with that place in Utah to see if I could move in sooner? Sure, Denise, I’ll just run right up there and tell people to start dying just so I could move in by June 30.
I don’t have enough stress; they have to add a little more.
Thanks, T-c! Morning, all.