I have this new place I just got. It's a basement suite, for cheap. Sure, it's a bachelor suite. Sure, it's smaller than where I am now. BUT...
-It's downtown (Bonus)
-It's close to the sushi restaurant, the Safeway, and I have TWO friends living in the place upstairs, plus the crazy, cute/spazzy kitten. (BONUS BONUS)
-It's so cute! (In a cosy kind-of way)
-The landlady is really nice. x3
So, yay me! I'll need to pack, and stuff, but hopefully, before Christmas, I'll be moved in and set up. HUZZAH!
*Is terribly excited*
So, yeah. XAZ is chugging along (sadly), my net is working (for now), and I have a four day holiday at Christmas. Plus, new place.
I was born many eons ago in a cardboard box somewhere in the magical land of Canada. I made a living for myself contorning myself into intresting and provokadive positions on a street corner, aided only by an organ grinder names Morty.
No, actually, I'm full of bolonga. I was born in a tiny town in Canada, went to school, finished, and then went on to live a boring and uneventful life as a janitor. xP
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"Hi. This is Tucker's phone. I'm not in right now, but if you are a hot chick, please leave your name and number after the beep, and I will call you back. If you aren't a hot chick, but know some hot chicks, leave THEIR names and numbers, and I'll call THEM back. I'll tell them ugly sent me. And if you're a guy...how the hell did you get my number?"