Oh drinking, my one true love.
Moved in to the apartment today. It's pretty much a hotel room. I'm sleeping on the fold-out couch, it seems, for the next ten weeks. I almost prefer the hostel.
It turns out the place across the street from the apartment has free wi-fi, and cheap beer. So I expect I will be here all the time. It's convenient.
My head is empty right now. How does this always happen when I'm writing?
Never mind. The beer is here.
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