I went to the little white post office box in the front like I always do. And in it today was a letter from Dorian. All official and everything. He sent me the deed to his APARTMENT! Apparently he moved back to Edinburgh and he's like...rich or something and he said I'd know what to do with it and he couldn't think of anyone he wanted to give it to more. Except I HAVE a house. Excuse me while I-
Anyway...so I apparently now have a house and an apartment. They're both IN MY NAME! God. SO..Kali, Justine...I hear you're looking for a place to live...want to live in an amazing loft apartment rent free and have a slightly neurotic redheaded landlady?
Look at me, I'm a property baroness or something.