Pay Day!

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Well folks! It's the fifteenth!

That means, I get paid today! And you know what else?

I've no idea what to spend it on. Normally, I just put this money away into savings, but recently, I've moved into a new apartment! Two streets over from Rainbow's End, there's a building with red brick, as opposed to the normal white washed stone with thatch that's popular around here. I've already got my stuff in there. I have a room on the second floor. And a room on the first floor is being rented out as my 'office'. As much as I may hate to admit it, it's going to be useful. Especially seeing as you people generate paperwork by doing pretty much anything besides breathing.

On a less office-work from hell note, this means I'm going to throw an apartment warming/Birthday party! Alcohol may actually be consumed, as I'm turning 21! Yay, for imbibing a substance known to inhibit decision making!

And no, this isn't just an attempt to get around the rather heavy and sour mood everyone's been in. I have a place to live that isn't a dormitory, my parent's house, or some one else's house. I'm really turning twenty one. One of the Air Force mottos is 'Work Hard, Play Hard'. Also, does anyone know what the local laws on fireworks are?

((OOC, 21 in ten days. Just in time to be perfectly sober getting on an airplane. Well, if I can't have a chance to go out and get drunk with friends on my 21st, I might as well simulate it. This way, I'll remember what happened,  unlike a friend of mine who turned 21 and still has no idea what happened after 8pm that night.))