I'm eyeballing the shit out of your .
you won't even know I'm there.
This apartment was the cheapest I could find in the area (that wasn't infested with gooks/bedbugs), and although it was still too fucking expensive for my taste, it does have more room than I need. Bedroom plus a kitchen, plus my "office".
Regardless, I took off the day from work today, and am going through the arduous bureaucratic torture of re-personing myself. This is a trying process.
You are welcome to the extra space
I have no form of unexpired identification or essential documentation. This would be easier if I was an illegal alien.
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