We are in the process of probably being almost apartment-scammed on Craigslist.
Thank the Lord Nate and I are the buddy-cop duo of scammers’ nightmares.
I have lost track of how many job applications I’ve sent off today.
(Already been rejected for one. I didn’t pass their test. Rude.)
I ate lemon cake for breakfast. (From yesterday.)
I haven’t showered in two days.
I’m wearing Nate’s mom’s baseball hat. (sorry Josie.)
Outside it is windy and glorious. I’m inside.
(There is a .1% chance that the apartment thing is legit. In which case, hooray!)
(but it’s almost for sure a scam you guys.)
I’m trying really hard not to eat the rest of the lemon cake for lunch.
So hard you guys.