I only have my clothes. Thankfully, Ivan is going to keep my books and things until I get settled.
I don't have a place to stay, yet. I've emailed a few guys from Craig's List. I'm going to ask everyone I meet if they need a roommate, or know someone who does.
It's Pride. The homos'll be out in droves.
"Writing is like prostitution. First, you do it for love, then you do it for a few friends, and finally you do it for money." ~ Moliere