3942 Update

So girls, today is officially the end of 3942 Delancey, because our lease is over. I spent much of today throwing out even more unclaimed shit from downstairs. I almost threw out Katie Foster's family photos, but then I relented, and made Bob the guardian of them until I go back to Philly once more. If anyone cared, I got rid of the random alcohol on top of the laundry machine, that desk downstairs, the dresser downstairs, all printers and fans downstairs, and most of the food in the house (everything that may not belong to D. Speigel, and probably half her stuff too, let's be honest). And then I called and double called and triple called the stupid tri-delt bitches that are too lazy to come get there stuff, so hopefully they will. Anything that doesn't belong to Danielle Sp. I threw out, so sorry if it was yours, but I figure it's just left from the girls that lived there before us. So sad... 3942 is empty, and no longer ours... :(

I will always miss the days when Hilary would come over to bake, or Molly, when we'd meet at our house for no reason, just to re-meet at Wawa to re-re-meet at the BYO after we took seperate cabs, and when we'd come home and Bill and Devin and Swan would be, for no apparent reason, smoking the hookah, playing poker, and drinking 40's without any of us there.

I miss you all. I miss the soccer team, I miss Mary's baking in spandex, I miss her lie about how she was ironing in her bra and scalded herself, I miss Bill Chin sitting on our couch for a hundred hours in a row. I miss power hours which I would throw up during, and I miss pictionary. Can we regroup soon and do it all again?

Girls, I love you!

-Lizz