Feb 02, 2009 05:00
So, I'm psuedo-homeless tonight. To save you all a long story, a relative of my landlord started living in his place. Said relative has gone completely nuts, to the point where I was forced to get the police involved. Safety is now a concern, so guess what? I'm moving!
Moving to where, you ask? Good question.
I'm with family for the night, then it's off to try and find a new place.
Public speaking? No problem. Facing my own mortality? Easy as pie. Moving on 24 hours notice? That's like my worst nightmare.
Hopefully I will have better news in the coming days, but this next week is going to suck on a cosmic, mystical, Dread Dormammu level of evil.
Let this be a lesson to you: if you're renting an apartment, never unpack all your stuff. The more you have in boxes, the less you have to pack up when people lose their minds.
BAH!
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