i got the chassis and engine of my next car. 1989 Honda CRX, the car i’ve always wanted, and now it’s mine. i rule
my apartment situation has really crossed a new line. They have this dog, that barks, every fucking morning. I lay in bed, eyes wide open, like wondering if any of the lawyers who’s site i host, could get me off for killing it. I’m going to snap soon. I need to sleep.
We found a very appealing apartment in the cooper young area, hopefully the falsified references will pan out and we’ll get the place. It really hits me that my life is just one huge lie when i fill out a rental form. My employer? Oh um, here, call this number, and this lady will lie to you and tell you i make $50k a year. Okay, you need my current landlord? Call this number and someone will say i was a excellent tennant.
My empire of dirt.
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