Oh Davis, why must you toy with my emotions? First, you send me that big, important looking envelope that's addressed from the housing department and all it is is a bunch of propaganda for stuff. Then, you send me the real deal, except it's just a letter, telling me to check online. I comply and it says housing will be ready August 24 at noon.
Now, here I am, an hour and a half after noon, and you're telling me you're experiencing technical difficulties.
Oh Davis you tease.
~Jamesi~
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