Alone Again

My roommate Scott moved back to Atlanta today. He’s driving cross-country in a 12-foot Ryder truck with bald tires. I’ll call Dateline.
I’m filthy from helping load the truck, but I’ve managed to vacuum that floor for the first time in 4 years and promptly shifted all sorts of crap laying around the apartment to the newly vacant area. (It hasn’t helped much.)
Anyway, place will be a little lonely… but I’ll survive. Not planning on any new roommates.