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quiresti and I have arrived back in the welcoming arms of Albuquerque, where school is ... man, just around the corner. Our apartment is quite nice, we have food and shelter and space for books. Family arrives tomorrow to provide clothing and other niceties.

So really, except for the phone company jerking us around, life is pretty good. We have been promised all this too, shall pass, at the moment we're managing just fine without. When we do have a working phone again, the number will be 255-4079. You know, in case you needed to talk to us.

People are glaring at me, and doing a very convincing job of getting me to hurry the heck up. I promise something substantive when the internet is less broken and/or the people are less glare-y.