Well, events, events. Lots of things, won’t go into details. Sumation ends up being that Lauren found a nice apartment for herself, so she is happily living there now, and I rattle around my 3-bedroom condo alone. Sad, yes, but you know, seperating insane people is looked upon as a good thing in most countries. So we’ll look at it as a benefit! The whole thing was an adventure, which can be best summed up in this short snippet from a conversation:
Loweaugen: i’m going to learn to cook now
Loweaugen: it should be interesting
Loweaugen: to say the lease
Loweaugen: ahhh! ive got leases on the brain!
(As a disclaimer to myself, I’m actually not a bad cook. Though my experience in cooking is limited, I’ve never screwed anything I have cooked up that badly. Well, really at all. Comes from all those ochem and bio labs I suppose. Can’t make mistakes in those. And yes, I do treat cooking like a lab, and I’m that anal rententive about measurements, but you know what? I like it.)
Anyway, since I rattle too much in my condo, I’m bringing Svara down next Monday, and as celebration, I have decreed that you all get Friday off for this wonderful occasion! If your institution does not allow you to take Friday off for the Celebration of Svara, then they are considered rebellious factions, and will be smote once my rise to World Dictator (or European Dictator) is complete.
Remind me because I have a story to tell you all about my sisters Alice and Heather, and how much they rock.