Tonight, instead of partying with a frozen margarita in hand singing about la cucarachas, I will be filling out paperwork for an apartment and then packing - 2 very un-fun things to do on Cinco De Mayo.
The paperwork is a lot of work since they want me to tell them everything, absolutely everything, that I have/own/do. They also want me to give them my first born child (which is okay with me since I don't really want a child anyway - they can have that).
We all know that packing isn't my forte. I am going home for Mother's Day where I might be dead. My mother might literally kill me if I ask her another question about an apartment form.
Cheers to all of you having a Cinco De Fun day! Drink one for me!
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