8 00 am - Get picked up to go to Breakfast, then the airport

10 00 am - Get dropped off at the airport, proceed to lounge to get wasted

noon - stumble to my gate (after remembering to grab cash as United isn’t giving away drinks for flights over the Atlantic)

1 00 pm - wheels up, ian out.

2 9 cell batteries for my laptop provide power the for the entire flight to London.

10 30 pm - wheels down in London

11 30 pm - wheels back up for Manchester. Middle seat with a large man sitting next to me. Arm rest between us couldn’t go down.

12 30am - arrive in Manchester. Grab pounds from an atm and a cab from outside

2 00 am - arrive at the TV compound in Southport. $206 cab ride with a chatty cabby

3 00 am - Aimee offers to drive me to the house I’m staying at with a stop off at the store for supplies.

3 45 am - Arrive at the house. What the fuck? It’s a family home, but the family is on holiday. Two of the bedrooms have photos of teenage girls all over the wall. One of the bedrooms is pink. The last is very small, yellow, and is the least decorated to remind me I’m staying in some strangers home. I’m in that room.

They left no notes for us. The fridge is empty, but the freezer is full. The back door is resistant to unlocking. There is a filing cabinet in my bedroom with a lock, but it is left unlocked. Their mail is piling up in the entry way.

2 of the bedrooms, including mine, have computers in them. The computers boot up without passwords. They both have internet via wireless. I can not find the router anywhere. Try to connect with my laptop. The wireless is locked. What the fuck?

5 15 am - Crack the wireless network with the help of the computer in my room and a handy program called WirelessKeyView. Just to stick it to the strangers that own this place, I printed copies of the key for my house mates.

5 30 am - finishing writing this entry.

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