And now for my last night on Naomi Drive, a toast to the two best parent/roommates a girl could have:
Here's to the people who let me overstay my post-college welcome by a year-and-a-half; who never called the cops when I forgot a key and had to break in; who never made me clean my room because theirs looked worse; who burn bacon every Sunday, but dammit-that-bacon-was-free-food-and-uh-ooh-
somebody-please-turn-on-the-fan!; who laugh when I call the house phone from my cellphone in bed because I need some advice on which pillow positioning will stop the coughing; who don't charge rent; who tape your shows.
Who teach you to fish.
Thanks, Homies. I love you. And seriously, Mom, I won't be far.
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You are welcome and you are welcome back
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