holy jesus batman. whimsically and not really expecting any change, i once again logged onto western's housing status.
i'm in BT.
jesus christ! that was unexpected. i set the towers as a second choice (in december!) because i thought, hey, a kitchen would be rather nice on a chilly winter morning, make a cup of joe... but when i was walking around campus with chanel last month, i realized that there is no way i'd be able to drag my ass across campus for classes every day. what was i thinking? carter darling, no offense, i love your name and i'm sure you're a great roomie, but i think i'll be applying for reassignment at semester.
and in the meantime, i'm going to linens 'n things and doing some real investment in shag rugs. linoleum floors? brrr!