the greasy little dude that works as my landlords henchman has been over twice in the last hour to show the place. first, i thought i could ignore his persistent knocking and he'd just let himself in. nope. the second time he came over, he did let himself in and left the door open. i heard lith making his way that direction and bolted from bed to catch him before he ran into the street. i really just want another hour of sleep, but thats not going to happen.
more than anything i hate people coming over to look at the place because i don't know where i'm going to live in 32 days. slack.