This morning I opened my refrigerator and made myself an egg sandwich with food I had bought.
That was when I was like WTF? because I realized I owned the fridge too.
Hold on a second...
Sorry, I heard the neighbor open the door and had to stare at her through the peep-hole.
Why?
Well, there are so many people around it's difficult to resist the urge to run to the door. Having never lived in an apartment complex before, I suppose I could compare it to living at a mediocre hotel.
Right now I'm watching my TV. I paid 9 dollars for it.
My TV.
I'm trying not to over think this but I'm a bit terrified and overwhelmed.
But no worries, Reg always has a game plan.
What is the plan now?
Find a man with a pick-up truck and convince the room mate to date a woman who does dishes.
Good Plan.
I should fill out more Job applications. I've only completed three so far today.
Your butterfly,
Reg
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