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Welp, my roommate finally approached me. I knew it was coming, with the wedding looming, but he just informed me that he and his soon-to-be-wife will be wanting me out after they are married. I knew it was coming, eventually, but I was hoping I would have more time. Worse, he said "February." Bro, that is next month. I am going to be spending every waking second trying to find a place to live, even though I know damn well I can't afford it here on my own.

I can feel the cortisol spike in my body, haha. I am not going to get much sleep tonight.

I don't know where I'm going to go, or how I'm going to afford it. Also, like, he let me renew my Disneyland pass and we worked together to get tickets for Comic Con. How am I supposed to even use either of those if, when, I move out of state?

Damn it.