I woke up this morning after hearing a voice downsairs, it was the landlady letting herself in.
She saw me and asked "Who are you"?
She said I wasn't s'possed to be living in the attic and I also wasn't s'possed to be living in the house at all because she has no papers on me.
So after a brilliant gig at Reed last night I awoke to more crappy landlord stuff.
I HATE SLUMLORDS.
Anyone have an extra room to rent me?