Thursday, February 19, 2009

...And then I shit my pants...

So I, literally only moments ago, just got a phone call from The Admiral. The landlord apparently contacted her because she found a new tenant... And the new tenant wants to move in March 1.

Today is February 19.

I have no job nor place to stay in my new city yet. But I have to be out of here by March 1... So that was roughly the point when I shit myself.

I am continuing to shit myself on a fairly constant basis since that phone call.

Anyone got any helpful suggestions?

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