I'm moving, selling my furniture et al.

With that AND the fires all up in my space (I'm sorry and hope the fires become contained and everyone finds peace and comfort), I find silver fish...everywhere...in my books, crawlin' around my dvds. I didn't invite them and they didn't even bring me flowers or wine, help me with the rent or if I found them dead, leave me a thank you note for housing their sorry silver slits.

With the amount of rent I will be paying in my new place, 216 steps from the place I'm living right now, not that I've counted, I hope that I get upgraded to goldfish.

They are much cuter and better contained.

I'm just sayin'.

Be good to yourself, drink lots of water, blink the ash out of your eyes and call your mother,
~Laurie