Talked a guy out of towing my roommate's boyfriends car for 24hours...
I've got a chip on my shoulder with the clip on accessories and such that seemingly reduce the "creative process"...
digs the sounds of rain in this house.
... I'm on to you cat 
Ghost
is
back home after 24hours of work in 2 days...
Doesn't mind it when his boss flips shit...it adds validity to my menial job.
Guess I should be feeling a little more fiery and agitated, but I don't feel a damn thing.
Had a day with all the roommates, gonna be an interesting year. Brushing up on my social etiquette because a "shut-in" isn't gonna work here