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Ann is really disappointing me by being petty and immature... last night she decided that we were using her room as storage space and she had to sleep on the couch to be "generous", because I had four boxes on her trunk and Fiona had a duffel bag in the corner of her room. Fiona and I think this is hilarious, and just in case any questions arose immediately went about the house documenting its condition with my digital camera. (My room had no floor showing, and boxes piled nearly to the ceiling, somewhat precariously. Fiona's had both bunks covered in things being sorted, and piles so high of boxes, books, and junk that you actually couldn't see Fiona at all, crouched in the corner. The perfect touch was that Roon was in one corner of the vast immaculate expanse of Ann's bed, curled up and looking smug. i'd put these online but yeah, have no way of doing so. oh well. Some other time.) If she wants to be a drama queen about this that's fine; it just makes it a little more difficult for those of us who are actually working to alleviate the problem to do so. But it gives us something to laugh about, so it's kind of a trade-off.