In the rush, I forgot to pack anything to sleep on. Lying on the bed, both of us stripped down..isn't so bad, actually. I don't have to worry about notoriety among my cats anymore. That makes me happy.

There was some thoughtless goings on above my floor. I checked it out. People were nuking shit all to hell. I watched from a safe distance, admiring the handiwork of professionals.

I needed a glorious set of explosions.

Still need to unpack. Not finding the energy. I'm half tempted to just shamble up to the local bar, maybe nurse my old friend Jim Bean back to health. Poor bastard ain't looking so hot, so I figure I can rob him of his fire and give me a little thrill.

So much for first day impressions.

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