A Place to Call My Own

So for the first time EVER, I have had a place I could hang my hat and call my own.

About a month and a half ago, I moved to Jacksonville, away from my old job, my house, my parents, and sadly my girlfriend. I had been living with a friend while I looked for my own place, and this past week it finally happened. I signed my name on the dotted line, and I have my own apartment! Of course, it’ll only be my own for about a week, that’s when the girlfriend moves in (which is farking awesome!).

It’s nice to have some more freedom with, well, everything. Put shit where I want, arrange shit how I want! And that just opens up a new realm of possibilities for videos, too!

Sadly, it’s rather unfurnished at the moment, but expect a par-tay to crop up in a few weeks, once I can get all of my stuff moved in!

-Zeke

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