Nausea

Jan 23, 2006 07:39

I'm sick to my stomach. Tom called my house last night but I was at David Lora's hanging out with him, Jaime and Justin. He told my dad to tell me that he really is coming down, because he didn't think I thought he was serious.
So I'm going to pick him up at the Greyhound station sometime around 8:45-9:00 this morning. Its fucking crazy. He has no place to stay and no job and I doubt more then $20. He doesn't know the area. I can't take care of him financially or shelter wise, meaning I can't give him a place to stay. I need to have a long talk with him regarding his plans. We'll have plenty of time for that because my class doesn't start til 12:00 and gets out at 12:50.
I found out that Jaime's apartment got robbed, they took everything of value. We think we know who it is.
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