Any time I get back from a stay away from my apartment, I'm always a little anxious about the apartment will smell. You see, it often stinks here because, you see, I'm a slob at times, especially during that time when the semester has really gotten to going and I am spending all of my time writing papers or grading them. But I've tried to time to at least throw out the trash. Having now arrived at my apartment after spending about a week in Menard, I am now proud to announce that my apartment smells like an apartment. A non-smelly one.
Labels: me being me
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It is probably just because I don't live their anymore. He he.
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