Officially got the apartment. Officially injured my foot. Officially sick of humanity. Officially want to hike the Pacific Crest Trail and have been told I am officially obsessed with it. Going to officially see the Boyfriend this Friday instead of just when I happen to be at whatever store is on his route when he is there also. The last time I spent quality time with him was at The Avengers...
GOT AN APARTMENT
It’s unofficial, but the landlady hinted really heavily and I’m super excited to finally get away from my parents again. Finally, finally, finally. I will go nuts if this falls through, but I’m feeling some crazy optimism for once and not going to squelch it. I need some happy. I’ll deal with whatever else happens when it happens.