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I moved, again. This means having a new roommate. In recent years, my standard for roomates has sunk pretty low. I've gotten used to having so many psychotic roomates that at this point I would be willing to live with anybody who is not clinically insane. My current roomate far exceeded these standards. He moved in one night while I was at work. Upon coming home, I was greeted with a new four-foot wide poster of Johnny Cash giving the middle finger. Fuck Yeah!