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labrujahThe volatile mix of Sudafed, Nyquil, coffee and my own natural juices has left me feeling like an uninspired zombie-being. On the plus side, I can breathe through my nose! What a treat.
Now I must go "clean" the house (meaning, throw a blanket over the most egregiously offending areas) in anticipation of showing rooms to prospective new Fluxers. We got three last month and have another permanent room opening now. I applaud them for bravely striding forth into the land of cooperative living on a grand scale. On moving in, one guy's ex-roommate/landlady said "Don't drink the Kool-aid." I thought that was a spiteful thing to say.
Now I must go "clean" the house (meaning, throw a blanket over the most egregiously offending areas) in anticipation of showing rooms to prospective new Fluxers. We got three last month and have another permanent room opening now. I applaud them for bravely striding forth into the land of cooperative living on a grand scale. On moving in, one guy's ex-roommate/landlady said "Don't drink the Kool-aid." I thought that was a spiteful thing to say.
