We walk into the porch.

[chochiyo_sama]

porch 1, a photo by Pirate Queen ChoChiyo on Flickr.

First thought is that my old desk is still there. I thought it had been taken to the curb long ago--I'm going to try to see if it can be saved.

Second thing--the little bitch told me she had been putting all her money into my mortgage, and her family was "starving." Yet there are waist high stacks of pizza boxes against the wall of the porch and single boxes laying around all over the place. There are also randomly placed soda bottles full of "chew spit." They are such classy people.