In the V

I have now officially been a resident of V-town for three days. Lord, beer me strength.

Seriously, though, I have one friend. Just the one. I have no job. I live with my parents, who give me funny looks if I express my desire not to go to church with them. Church is, at least, good for a few laughs. My bed is next to the family computer. I'm also allergic to my bedroom.

It's only for a few months. This is my mantra. Just a few months. Just a few months. Just a few...