I spent the last 24 hours making offers and counteroffers on this house, and a few minutes ago I found out my offer was accepted. So, by the end of this month, this will be my house. I'm pretty excited, of course...it's awesome inside, and it's in a neighborhood with rising property values. But best of all, I can now run around in my best underwear and sing into hairbrushes all I want, because it's my house damn it, and I can do what I want. Most likely the neighbors will find me unconscious on that nice green lawn, by sometime in February, after one too many speedballs. This is an exciting and scary time, financially-speaking, but I can make it work. Let me know if you want to rent a room from me, I might consider it-- it depends on how much I like those speedballs I'm going to start doing as part of my New Year resolution. I might need a bit more money comin' in.