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God. I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to rent a van to move my stuff from Flagstaff to Tucson. It's only complicated because, well, you have to be 25 to rent a car. I'm not. And neither is Wesley. But I offered to pay for the van, because I can't drive it. This is just too fucking stressful. I hate that I have to worry about this when I should be worrying about finals and my research paper and recitals and juries. Yes, I want to move down there as soon as I can, but I absolutely HATE the logistics of it.