All my journals nowadays seem to be about looking for rooms! Augh!!

Issue the first: I'm going to Anthrocon and need a room for Sunday night! My party is checking out a day earlier than I am. I'm willing to take a bed, or a couch, or sleep on the floor like a goddamn animal! Hit me up, man

Issue the second: Furpocalypse! I'm going as a dealer! I'm going to be getting a room! I'm aiming to get a double, so I need to find at least one more person (or a pair willing to share the bed) to room with! Feel free to drop me a line if you or anyone you know is looking for a spot. Furpoc roomates have been found!

Issue the third...nothing! I told you, all I seem to talk about anymore is needing room space. Turns out I'm terribly boring and bad at journals.