Yesterday was the closing on my house in Columbus. It turned 100 years old this year and was a terrific place to live and a money pit and totally sweet and a good education. And, as of 9am this morning, I don't owe a nickel to anyone, anywhere. What an odd feeling. So I guess portland is stuck with me now.
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Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin - House Fire
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bye house...you were fun, even if i could never close your downstairs bathroom door.
NO WAY. A Cbus realtor friend of mine said your place was up for sale. I'm sure you'll miss all the awful Cleo memories that my dog left there. *Cough* Sorry about all that. I can't believe you guys moved out here.
1. where will I stay upon my next return to Columbus?
2. I guess there won't be one.
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