this morning #1505.
this morning, i was just sitting tight. waiting for word about what my next move should be. might have to do a small follow-up job but i’m hoping those slobs sort things out on their own. apparently, the family who lives in the house that i burnt down a few days back are sort of important. the sort of important where there will be blowback. no doubt. the dumbasses who hired me for the job hadn’t realized this was the case. didn’t do their due diligence & discover that the folks funding that family have ways of learning who’s behind the blaze. for all i know, we’re all fucked. lucky me. upon hearing this, i’d made a beeline for home. packed my bags. found a hotel. ever since, i’ve changed location every night. gotta say. it’s no life.