Summer...

So pretty much the week I started working at my job, I get a lil' text message from my roomie, Taryn. She tells me, 'We have a problem. Call me whe nyou get this. I think it'll turn out ok though, lol.' So I do that, she doesn't answer because she's being interviewed at Olive Garden...and I got a little paranoid. Finally comes out that the townhouse her and her two friends were renting this summer and schoolyear got given to someone else instead. Why does this concern me? Because I was supposed to be sub-letting from them for the summer. Now I have no place to stay. I started calling a bunch of people.

Two guys came forward and agreed that they would let us stay at their place for the summer, but all their stuff would still be there...sigh, what a hassle. Luckily though I stumbled across a nice 3bdr duplex while taking a walk near my apartment. Called the guy up, took a look, and now I'm giving him my deposit money. I'm excited now. Finally a place to stay. Lol.

Other than that, work is going well. I'm getting a lot of hours. Between 20-25 per week. My mom comes in tomorrow with 4 kilos of shisha, an extra hose, and her love...lol, plus her need of a ride from the airport. I finally get to go shopping after a long drought. I'm going to try and give people calls. My number is still (360) 305-8373 if you get the chance. If I'm at work I'll call you back. Love you all and miss you guys. I'm going to get some breakfast.