“Mi Casa No Es Su Casa”

It’s so incredibly nice to have a place all my own. I can do whatever I want whenever I want. I can walk about buck naked and mop the floors if I want (which actually has happened). I can pick my wedgies as freely and as animatedly as I’d like. I can wake up at 3am and eat a pint of Ben & Jerry’s if I so desire without grossing anyone out with my gorging.  And that my friends, is pure bliss.

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