It's just as well. All you're missing, Jen, is an unremarkable gay sex site's splash page. A bunch of penises and washboard stomachs ... that sort of thing. I've been moving all week to the previously-mentioned downstairs apartment in my house. I've gone from one bedroom to four, which is thrilling, and now Marc and I will have enough room once we're all hitched and shit. I've also been engaged in the exciting task of refereeing cats, since Marc has already moved NimbusTheCat into the apartment. Trauma abounds, complete with many decibels-worth of frantic hissing echoing through the halls at all hours. In other news, Melinda's car was stolen a few weeks back. The cops found it yesterday, abandoned in the flats. The mastermind criminals smashed out the back window, took unsuccessfully to the front windshield with a sledgehammer, removed the battery, scratched and dented it all over, and broke off the side mirrors. The inside of the car was filled with random clothing, McDonald's bags, marijuana seeds, and accompanying blunt roaches. They were also kind enough to leave behind several rap CDs. Melinda suggested to the cops that since the car was filled with fingerprint-laden evidence, they might like to lift prints in hopes of finding the bastard(s) who trashed her car. The cops -- fine members of the Cleveland Police Department -- shrugged and told her to call her insurance company. Northeast Ohio law enforcement. Hip hip hooray.
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