Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 6

Part 6 Yeah, okay, I lied. Sue me. (Don’t sue me, I have nothing of value to my name). Payday can’t come fast enough, I swear. I’m not writing about The Hurricane, though. So it’s not really so bad. And I need to vent. I need it more than I need salty, starchy chips when … Continue reading Fiction: The La Di Da Lady Part 6