there once was a girl from up north...

as i approached the house with my towel slung over my shoulder and a purple milk crate full of seemingly random belongings, i wondered "what have i gotten myself into?" then i reminded myself of the money, the big payoff.

wait, there is no big payoff. i'm doing this for the experience and for self-betterment.



i am wary, but exhilarated. gimme the room in the corner, and i better have at least two electrical outlets.