Thank God for Moira

    Last Tuesday I was all set to move out of the hotel and move in with a girl I had met at work. Everything was going well that day when, about halfway through the day, my new roommate emails me and tells me that her landlord decided that she couldn't have a roommate. This was a pretty big problem for me because I had to be out of my hotel by Wednesday morning. Thankfully Moira is psychic and about an hour before this whole fiasco she had told me that if things didn't work out with my roommate that I could stay in the guest apartment next to her house. So I am now living in Moira's beautiful guesthouse surrounded by orange trees. Mishap gone right.