The perks of living alone:
- I don't have to tidy up when I don't feel like it. Although most of the time I can be more anal than Monica Geller.
- All the crying--from watching sad movies or crappy TV series, or from stupid arguments with boyfriend, or when I just feel like to--I can do without anyone here to judge me. Or pull a Tommy Page and give a shoulder to cry on, for that matter. So I lose some too.
- I can walk around this 3.5x4.5 casa indecently-clothed.
Life's good.
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