new digs

i am so close to getting a new place, i can taste it. i'm more than ready to leave the franklin guest house. ready to live in a place where i can breathe, eat, sleep, fart, and do laundry without big brother watching me. and by big brother, i mean stupid cunt head margaret. she's faker than the drywall she used to make that shithole i lived in for over two years. i will miss the fiz though. viva los feliz!