Friday, November 23, 2012

This Is My Truth

I just walked into a smoke-filled apartment because the "girlfriend" of the guy I rent my spare bedroom out to is cooking.  I casually told him that there'd be no smoke if he simply cooked with low heat.  He has opened the front doors and windows, turned on the air conditioner fan and closed the door leading to the hallway because the smoke surely engaged the fire alarm.  What does all this mean to me?  That I had better earn/get/win some money soon, 'cause livin' alone suits me.  It truly does.

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