It was a ad in the paper. I really needed a place to stay. Where I was, she was driving me crazy, I wasn't eating, sleeping, etc. So I met with these girls and they seemed alright. Kinda hippy, but I was trying not to judge them... Anyway, when I got here today, it smells really bad.. I don't remember this from yesterday.
I'm going crazy. I have like no where to go, and I've cried more today than since Jo Lynn left me. I think I might pack up and go stay in a hotel where I know they give Ski Instructors discounts. But I can't have drugs get into my life. I'm trying to get my business going, and it would be a major issue. I hate to say like "My uncle died" but I need to go without suspicion.
And they're on their own for the rent money... I didn't sign anything, and I'm not supporting a druggie.
