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Last week I moved into a warzone. The outside of the house led not a soul to believe what conflict lay inside. But alas no peace could be found and I had to move again lest I loose what
little of my sanity I have left.
My new place is small and bereft of furnishings, at the moment, but it's ~mine~. I am more relaxed now than I have been in over a week. Next week I hope to get my bed and, over the next month, the rest of the my furniture. Oh and I am settling into the new job slowly. Damn I'm tired.
8th Aug 2006, 03:54