Quick update: I’ve convinced Chris to take my room at the hostel so I won’t have to share a room with “Sarah” who’s behind in her rent.
This is because I assume, being that the hostel is on Granville, that the lass is addicted to heroin and would kill me in my sleep for the money in my wallet, and probably do it with dirty needles. 87 of them. Or something.
Sleep well, Chris!
Josh says I should get into sales. Coincidence?
pure evil.
COMMENT:
Sales!? Don’t do it! You’re better than that!
Glad to hear you’re having fun… and not dead.
funny thing you should mention evil amanday…