Why Be Homeless When You Can Live In The Dorms?

So I officially still have no place to reside right now. I have a roomate with which to reside, but just no location to do it.

For any of you that didn't hear the long-ass story about how my two EX-roomates screwed me over at my appartment in Rolling Green, here's the jist of it. I came home one Sunday night at 2 o'clock AM to everything that I owned in a pile in my livingroom, and everything that my two roomates owned completely removed from the place. The place had been cleaned out, and there was a note about how sorry they were it had to end this way, but they just couldn't live at home and still pay the rent for this place too. They decided together to move out and not pay any more rent.

This left me with the decision of either staying at my empty appartment, and shortly thereafter getting an eviction notice for not having the entire amount of rent paid, or option two. Feeling bad for me the landlord told me that if I moved out within 3 days he would "Terminate The Lease," rather than evict any of us. This way, Rolling Green could move someone else in and make thier money, and none of us would have an eviction on our record. Of course, I opted for the better of the two (even calling it that is absurd though.) So with only a matter of days to find a place, my dear good friend, Jennifer Dawson (which for those of you that don't know her, I lived with her last summer in the house me and Brett moved into in June, and have remained great friends since,) allowed me to move in to her empty dorm room in CRAMPTON in SOUTHWEST. It was basically empty because that bitch got married on Valentine's Day (along with Brett I hear,) and got to move in to the appartments that are for students that are married. She still had her single on the ALL GIRLS FLOOR though, 'till the end of the semester. VERY incognito, I have basically slept and showered there for the past month. I know I don't even have to bother telling you how much it sucked...even though I still owe Jenn my life just for giving me a place to do those things.

But now school is over. Move-out day was yesterday, Friday May 20th. Me and my good friend Brian are perspectively moving into a two-bedroom at CLIFFSIDE in Sunderland on Monday if everything fuckin' goes all right. I'm not into the whole Jesus thing, but let's fuckin' pray it all works out, otherwise....?

And I guess on the "praying" note, everyone out there should say a little something for MR. JAMES ROBERT STEVENS. On Saturday, May 14th at about 7 o'clock PM, he crashed the motorcycle he and another lady were on and passed away. He died instanly, and with no pain, and the poor woman on the back is still alive with her jaw wired shut and many other injuries. My family and I spent all week together taking the proper steps to mourn his loss together. RIP dad.

Hopefully next time I leave you all a little memo of my life, it'll be a bit more "Josh-like" and cheery. Hopefully it will be from my new room in Sunderland, and everything will be going fantastic.

But 'till then...there's always tomorrow. It's Graduation Day and I think many of you are coming to visit and celebrate with Jennie and the twins. I'll see ya' all there. Love Ya'!!!