chow time

coupla overnighters brought in some pails of fried chicken. I brought out a wine box from the locked stash. they also brought in about $30.00 of change they'd bummed. I gratefully accepted that, knowing they would eat, drink, and smoke more than that tonight. and expect to crash in the safe section of the house. The house is an old 3 1/2 story job that was cut up into apartments. Some dotcom millionaire tried to restore it to it's former glory. The dotcom bubble crashed and bubby had to let it go back to the bank. the bank gave it to a property management agency to rent out. Us slackerly losers are the only ones who'd pay rent on it without it being reworked one way or the other. The front room and the dining room are the public areas of the house. there are two sets of stairs going up to the second floor. the front stairs lie between the front and dining rooms, it is an abuse of our hospitality to even be on those stairs, other than sitting. A door at the top of the stairs is locked, the only way to the safe sections of the house is through the kitchen. We had an abusing boyfriend try to force his way in a few months back. after the guards got through with him, he was glad to be boogaloo jones' bitch for 8 years.