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Temporary housing

I've been whining to whoever will listen about the suckfest known as living out of a hotel. Luxury hotels with full amenities? Pshaw.

I'm not really all that selfish or spoiled. But it took me days to realize I'm homesick. I miss Conan and I miss my stuff. Not to mention the people I left behind. My life currently lacks the comfort of familiarity.

As I said, it's all about me lately.

moving temporary homesick

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Conan is going to be so pissed when you get home.. then you're move him across the country and he's going to completely lose his little cat mind. Way to go Suz. = )

I keep telling you, it's not all about you. It's all about me. Get it? Good.

Ack! I hate when Conan is mad. He is in for a pretty trippy time, too!

Nancie - you mean YOU are the me? Wow - that really helps. I thought the me was me, but it was you. Got it!

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