
"Part of my kitchen floor are thick with dust, grease, part of a broken mug, a few mummified oven-chips, a desiccated used teabag and a couple of pieces of cutlery", says Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic. To most people, that's filth. To some of us, that's dinner. Tell us about squalid homes or obsessive cleaners.
( , Thu 25 Mar 2010, 13:00)
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He's 23, his parents died in a car crash 3 years ago and he has no surviving family.
He was living with his girlfriend (now ex) and they just had a baby. He's doing everything he can to get back on the right track (doesn't drink, smoke or do drugs, either) and pays almost everything he has towards his daughter - she's literally 6 weeks old.
The ex is totally nuts, and he's vying for visitation rights a couple times a week - if he wasn't homeless the judge would give custody in a heartbeat. I'm actually going to court with him next week to give permission for his daughter to stay at my place with him when he's here - this will involve social workers coming round to mine and that kind of thing.
And he is just geniunely one of those rare types of "fucking nice people". Known him (and his parents) since he was 16.
( , Sat 27 Mar 2010, 23:59, 1 reply)

the home invasion and background checks.
( , Sun 28 Mar 2010, 2:18, closed)
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