It would seem, for the next 6 weeks or so starting tonight, my apartment will again become a crash pad. This time, though, at least it’s for a decent reason–my uncle’s taking a course and, to be nice about it, there’s no way in hell he’s driving 1.5 hours here and back for it on a daily basis. Hopefully he can get used to a sofa… ‘cuz the place definitely isn’t geared for more than one person, unless said more than one person is a significant other. Ah well, he knew it was coming and wants to do it anyway. The poor fool…