Found a small, semi-dilapidated flat to hole in for the night.

's not so bad...

Reminds me of home. heh. heh.

Just needs a crappy couch, coffee table, and kitchen stocked with vodka, and it'll be grand.

...heh.

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Still cold.

Still craptastic.

I demand cigarettes and vodka. And...make-up.

My foundation is starting to wear off.

I also demand my guitar.

But apparently I can't get any of these things until I have a job, so. Back to wandering aimlessly.

Heh.

PS: It apparently rains craptastic food here. Good thing I'm not much a fan of eating.

Seething hatred.

I hate this place already and I don't even know where I am.

Ha.

Ha.

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I've got an odd urge to do a photoshoot, sitting in the snow, surrounded by red...

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...So much cleaning to do...

So much to think about. Need to get out of this apartment...Need to perform, do anything. Perhaps I'll hit the bars I know that have open mic night...

...I don't know.

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