or alternately "I don't have to take it any more!"
So things in this crack house have escalated to the point where I'm not longer the biggest threat of explosion. (Scary, huh?) In fact the little cocksucker has gone so far as to fuck his little whore up against my bedroom door at 3 in the morning, so we're going to go visit with Dave's aunt in Portland for the holidays. Just to gtfo of here. I might scream and yell and rant and rave (and apparently crazy nekkid psycho K is enough to have them pissing themselves as it is. i suggest to all that waking me up to bitch to me about things that are either not my problem, or none of your business in the first place, be the last thing on your morning to-do list) but I'm mostly all Bark. Dave, on the other hand, has held his temper longer than I have, which I commend him for. However it's getting to the point now where he's ready to push back. He's the Bite. So yeah, things got sour here really quickly.
There is good news though. Moving to Portland is already proving to be a great idea as my Hunny has gotten a gig doing voice acting and there are at least three bakeries within walking distance of his Aunt's place, so I'm looking for a job in that vicinity, all of them sound promising. Any Portland BB's looking to hang out? know any good hang out spots? Good restaurants? Clubs? Shops?
~K
