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the ain't-got-no-home-again blues... ~ March 24, 2003 - 8:06 p.m. there are at least two sure-fire ways to make me cry: 1) stand me up. 2) tell me I'm about to be homeless again. my potential landlords made me cry tonight. I went down to the house on the mekong to drop of the rent for april, as we'd agreed, and it turns out the husband has changed his mind and wants four months rent in advance. since I can't do that, I'm out of a house. I mean, there's ways, and maybe we can still work it out, but I'm not feeling wild about the idea of living in the house of a man who gives his word on one thing and then takes it back a week later. I dug that house, though. I'm going to look around a bit. I've got all of one week to find a place to live. I'll put the word out with my friends, keep an eye out, and if nothing else comes through, maybe I can still work things out with them. we'll see. I just hate not knowing where I'm going to live. you'd think two and a half years of relative homelessness would get a body used to it. but no. it just makes you want to hold on to the idea of "home" tighter than ever. and home, oh yes, that's been on my mind. I've been thinking. pretty hard. big decisions. that I'm more or less in the middle of.
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