Living in a big city when you're broke and credit cardless is like opening a can of tuna for dinner - it's predictable and unsatisfactory. i'm currently bunking in with han and mervin, leeching off them to eat everyday and wasting their toilet paper to wipe my now getting dangerously obese ass. i really hope the allowance and credit card comes to me soon, else i'd have to make the good people of melbourne pay me to shut up as i clumsily strum mervin's guitar and yodelling to my butchered up versions of 'the sounds of music' to earn a living :(