Fifteen
Holy crap, check the countdown timer over there. Remember when that shit was at 370? Crazy.
Sorry for the radio silence, yo. I've been moving into the new place. . .yeah, big fun, yo.
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Heh. Remember to breathe.
You'll like marriage. It's good.
Word, breathing is easy, I've got time to breathe. . .it's the resting that's hard to find time for.
word. good luck, hon.
HOLY SHIT! 15 days.....
No need to apologize. I think we all understand the circumstances.
Nothing like getting two of life's biggest stressors out of the way at the same time.
OMFG, dude.
Wait... Marriage and house buying are life's two biggest stressors? I thought they were supposed to be uplifting positive experiences. Someone's been lying to me... And yet I suddenly feel liberated, the prospect of becoming a nun and living in dorm rooms for the rest of my life doesn't seem so bad anymore!
The payoff to both is pretty hardcore, but the run-up and immediate aftermath to both is kinda rough.
my mom claims she would rather have eloped