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you could say things are fucked, but then you'd be accused of understatement...

so...maybe it wasn't such a good idea to change to the country music pic, as my life is turning into an old tyme country song...

homeless: we were supposed to move in with a friend of her's on Saturday. She informed us yesterday that the apartment won't be available after all...

friendless: apparently my love is a disposable pile of shit that can be tossed aside at any moment...

dogless: well, i never had a dog, but it's a good thing for him that i didn't because if i did, the way things are going, someone definitely would have run the poor bastard over.
so, if you have, or know someone who may have, a couch or doghouse to sleep in, much help would be greatly appreciated...and if not, well, i guess my California adventure comes to a premature end...