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I have been considering remodeling my house (from a tenants perspective)... you know, the whole home theater thing in a (probably fruitless) attempt to keep me at home more and not singing love songs to a Guinness tap or tenderly caressing a three bottle Jager tap. My friend, Stephen, is absolutely obsessed with Austin, TX. If it weren't for his constant mental masturbation surrounding thoughts of moving his worldly possessions to within Austin city limits, he would probably move in here with me. I am sick of paying my rent alone... just too lazy to move. Moving has to be one of the most unpleasant experiences imaginable (next to being burned alive or listening to new country/polka karaoke night when the only instruments are an accordion, bagpipes, and an 8 bit soundcard with cheesy MIDI chord progressions). The experience of moving might just fall into that "hate" category, but then again... I've always felt hate was such a strong word. So, I am about to sign another lease... another year... another 12 months of successful dodging of the moving bullet. Yeah... moving is for suckers!