I'M Living  With  A  Friend  And  We Are 
 Driving  Things  To  The   Extreme.  I'M 
 Drunk Three To Four Times A Week  And My 
 Diet  Consists   Mainly  Of  Junk  Food. 
 I Know The  Layout Of The Whole Town, In 
 Less Than A  Year  We'Ve  Been  On Every 
 Street  At  Least   Once.   There'S   No 
         Income. I'M Dying, Fast.         
 The Actual Place Is  Beautiful, And  The 
 Apartment  Too.   I   Truly   Miss   It.