Entering the lottery

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So I just entered the lottery for an apartment next year. I believe I said somewhere before that I had planned on staying in the dorm for all of four of my undergrad years, but I've changed my mind recently. I think my scheming roommate and I are tired of each other, so having our own room would be nice (well, he probably wants his girl over a lot more than she comes over now...for reasons previously discussed).

Many travesties away your intrepid hero. For one thing, his cooking skills are so pathetic that he could mess up scrambled eggs right now. I'm a very disorganized person, which will inevitably lead to huge stinking messes. Then there's all the furniture buying and sprucing of any living space.

In short, we have ingredients for doom, my fine friends.