I'm such a blogging slacker, but it's not my fault that you all hang upon my every word. I shall try to be more reliable for my adoring public. I have had quite the busy week. I think, in the interest of organization, space, and clarity, I'll summarize the important parts of each day.

Wednesday was spent in Cumberland. Justin and I did some appartment shopping. We found a place that looked promising. The rent was reasonable, it was nice, and it was in a neighborhood that we would not have to fear for our lives in. That's all I ask for in an appartment really. I also got to visit with my cousin and my adorable little "nephew" Ethan. He's talking these days and he knows where his belly is. Too cute. I arrived back at Bridgewater well after my classes were over and too tired to blog, did some homework and called it a day.

Thrusday...nothing too vivid stands out in my mind. Must not have been a very exciting day. Classes mostly I think. Oh, and I went to my final convocation and listened to some really bad poetry. That was, sadly, probably the most interesting thing about Thrusday.

Friday Justin and I made yet another trek up to Oakland with every intention of putting a security deposit down on the afforementioned appartment. However, the lady we talked to is a liar and even though she told us to call her when we got there and she would arrange a time to meet with us, she lied. We tried to get ahold of her all morning on Saturday, but to no avail. We've, I think, given up on that appartment. Friday night Justin and I hung out with Stephie and Evan all evening. We watched a movie. Nothing very exciting about Friday either I guess.

Saturday...Justin did some job searching, I did some appartment searching (after we realized that the lady was a liar). Then we came home and ate the left overs from the barbeque that Justin's family had had earlier that day. I was genuinely sad that we missed it. Justin and I logged some cuddle time and then I retired to Justin's grandma's couch for the most heavenly sleep this side of death. Couches at Bridgewater could never compare to the glory that is this couch.

Sunday was the whole church thing and of course Sunday dinner with Justin's family. We combined two divine aspects of this world with some cuddle time and a nap on the heavenly couch. I love lazy Sunday afternoons.

That pretty much sums up my week. Sorry to have deprived you all of my presence for so long, but as you can see, I've been quite busy. I'll try not to keep you all waiting so long for my next post however. I know my glory is quite intoxicating.

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