Eating Mae West

a cream-filled bun if I ever saw one

I can’t be perpetually silly.  Occasionally I have to take a stand.  This is not one of those times. I’ve just spent two months in the company of a psychotic fraudster who pretended to pay the rent, but actually didn’t, and his pretty young sidekick, a last-minute addition, who asked to be paid to clean up his room and who likely has Asperger’s.

So after a year on court order to pay my rent on time, which I successfully completed, I now have a first-level eviction order.  In other words, if I had not had a roommate to help me pay the rent, and simply not paid the rent, I’d be in exactly the same place, except sane.

Have a Mae West.  Goodness has nothing to do with it.

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