life lessons

so as i lay here in my room in barrister court, a tiny shithole of an apartment, i think to myself, "damn, this is not where i thought i'd be living in little rock." don't get me wrong, ive met a lot of great people living here, since its only for law students. but at the same time, I miss my dog, i need more space to have more shit, and i need to get some furniture, since i gave most of mine away fully expecting to be living with my brother, who has lots of cool furniture. since that didn't pan out, which is another story entirely, here i am, sitting in my 60-70 degree apartment (im not sure what the temperature is... i dont have to pay utilities, so i just leave it pretty much on 60, and it stays on all the time, so it means it never quite makes it to 60), reading, taking a break to do dishes, since i dont have a dishwasher, and i look at the refrigerator. this may sound bad but, i had an epiphany. when life hands you lemons, bring bacardi and cola.