Moving On To My Upper-Twenties
Over the last couple days I have spent hours looking up apartments online and in person. At first I wasn’t sure that I wanted to move when my lease ran out because moving is such a pain in the ass, but on Thursday I found myself asking if a stack of computer boxes in the I.T. department was up for grabs.
“You moving?” the head I.T. guy asked.
“Yep. In two months.” Oh. That just slipped out. I guess that means I made up my mind.








