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Franco's enrolling us to be certified as a San Francisco Green Business. :)

I like my bosses.

So. I have news.

Trena, housemate lackluster*, is moving out. I'm moving into her room! Yay for space!

*Perhaps that was cruel of me. I apologize. I'm tired of the tone of her scrawled notes.. she seems to think each morning we're all hiding in shadows lying in wait for her to go out so we we can pounce into her room and rifle through her... what? Dust-covered knickknacks? I'm not even sure what's in there, and I and the other roommates have never cared. (Besides, if she was ever really so worried, why not just get a lock on her door?)

I digress.

I'll move January 6 about (she's supposed to vacate by the 5th).. The room is Rockin' spacey and cool colors, but I might paint.. not sure I'll like the style (as haven't set foot in that room for practically 2 years). But for the space alone it'll be worth the hassle of moving.. yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay :)

It's weird how much I became used to living in my cozy (but incredibly cramped) room. I really like the room. But alas. A girl needs to move.

Now I need to make the deposit and rents. Iee.