I'm now in philly... What can I say? I'm broke, jobless, and without healthcare. thangs are going awesome. I'm in a new townhouse that has deathstairs! Stairs of death that like to topple you right off of your stockinged feet and drag your tail bone down 12 hardwood steppes. Just for the record the Death Stairs like to laugh at you when you crawl on all fours the the box of bathroom stuff and pound back a fist full of Motrin with nothing but salty tears.