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mrrrph
Gah. This weekend sucked ass. Cleaned and moved the last of the crap from the old house. It still is not all done. We're talking 9 years of accumulated filth, I guess. And dad's being all perfectionist about it.
I'm not going back, though. I've done the last of it I'll do. The rest is his to do.
Our landlord asked me if I'd miss it. I said, "I guess I will." I know I won't. I hate that house. I loathe him. And.
I no longer have a skanky alcoholic whore living next door!!!! YAY!!!
...my mind just left. Perhaps I had more to say. I don't know.
I'm not going back, though. I've done the last of it I'll do. The rest is his to do.
Our landlord asked me if I'd miss it. I said, "I guess I will." I know I won't. I hate that house. I loathe him. And.
I no longer have a skanky alcoholic whore living next door!!!! YAY!!!
...my mind just left. Perhaps I had more to say. I don't know.
But do you have the Guitar Man?
But do you have a scruffy old, guitar playing burnout in your neighborhood? (Old stoners never die...) They're more fun.