I didn't sent an email,  Jon added me and I tried making convo over IM, it bored me.  Oh, look!  He's still online after an entire hour and a half of lacking to communicate.  Whatever.  He's probably some hipster who thinks it edgy to seem preoccupied although technology has clearly advanced the possibilities of communicating in a timely manner.   ( Read more... )

Met with landlord and returned key. Had to clean oven with a chemical that resembled the potency of mustard gas. Torry disparately wanted to be with me one last time and helped me clean the entire apartment regardless of the death gas. She marched in with a bucket full of supplies and a mechanic’s jumpsuit. Before she left I saw sadness in her ( Read more... )