So Ok Where the fuck do I even begin? Well for starters, I'm getting evicted. Not because of anything I did or anything. My landlord had to undergo surgery to have a part of his lung removed and afterwards he got bad DT's and an infection and eventually was in a coma for 3 weeks. Meanwhile, his son (aka the Douchebag)gave everyone who lives at the house the boot. "30 Day Termination Without Cause" was the official note that was posted on my door. I still haven't really found another place to live, and my time is growing alarmingly short, but I'm trying to just remain calm.... hmmm.... Of course I haven't packed a damn thing... I'm one of those last minute packers, I tell myself everytime that I'm not going to procrastinate, but everytime, without fail, there I am at the last minute frantically throwing things into boxes and garbage bags lol. (More later)
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