J has heard me reminisce about my piano playing days and talk wistfully about how I wished I had a piano on which to practice. My roommate ST and I have gone so far as to peruse Craig's List for pianos, just for kicks, but owning a piano was something I'd written off as merely a pipe dream. So imagine my astonishment when I walked into J's apartment for the first time and saw this:
This is, by far, the sweetest thing anyone has done for me. Not only did J arrange to purchase this over a month ago, but he enlisted a crew of coworkers and friends to move it up a flight of stairs and kept it a surprise until I arrived. I love this guy.
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