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So I am half assed moving into my new apartment tomorrow. I haven't even started packing, luckily a lot of my stuff is new so it's already boxed up. I think I mostly have to pack up my clothes, makeup, and rats. Conveniently, while sleeping last night, I pulled a muscle in my upper back. Smooth move.
My dog is laying on my bed staring at my rats because they're squeaking at each other. I hope my roommate's cat isn't an evil satan cat. Cats seem to hate me, there are only 2 I can think of off the top of my head that didn't try to bite, scratch, or run away from me.
My dog is laying on my bed staring at my rats because they're squeaking at each other. I hope my roommate's cat isn't an evil satan cat. Cats seem to hate me, there are only 2 I can think of off the top of my head that didn't try to bite, scratch, or run away from me.