Here's a little old map I made of my apartment:
I am not an artist.
Here's what the place looks like from the front:
Sorta looks like a honeycomb, but I've already used
that analogy.
I moved my things in on the first night.
It wasn't a whole lot, but it was mine.
I had nowhere to put my gun except in a cabinet in
the kitchen area.
After I got this spanking new apartment, I asked
Stella out.
She said no.
I also had my first meeting.
It was a waste of time!
Then I ate lunch with Mark Andras, a dumb person.
Then, Phil Pennington (who sucks) and Grant Bewilder
(Captain Awesome) joined and pretended we were friends.
In other words, lunch sucked.
The second time I asked Stella out, she said yes.
I'll keep you updated.
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