Yeah I checked the price on a ticket from here to Oregan and it's like $300.

Back then Flatbush was rough but I remember going through BedStuy. Train and bus. Everything was sectioned off with razor wire. Even in the daytime the only look I saw was “you must be ****ing lost”. It looked like a ****ing war zone.

It's been gentrified a bit but there are still some pretty f*cked up streets and sections. Brownsville is the king of scary bidness in Brooklyn right now.

I never felt really desperate fear in NYC like I did when I got lost in Atlanta. NY always has a subway or cab or something in striking distance. Parts of Atlanta were just oceans of gtfo.

We have built in escape routes.

Yeah I’ve been there before

No bueno

“Can I get at some of that leftover rice from your Chinese?”
“I was actually gonna save that for later but yeah man I guess.”

Come at me. I got some hundreds going on atm with the last few checks and working myself into chub rub and overtime.

I got about 2 thou to work with

In reality though I’m all about getting out west and set up as quick as possible no ****ing around

I got a very trusted party to care for my dog

But my real logistics are out

Set up

Back with dog / 10 days max

I love my dog way more than I hate Florida. Two grand wouldn’t do it.

If rp is role play wolf is right

The truth is I don’t want adventure anymore; I want time.

Every job is basically the same. Whether it’s rewarding or degrading or pays poorly or well are all minor subfactors. I do not want to use my time to be creative or constructive or to make a contribution to anything good or bad. I want to be idle and lazy and slothful.