I'm sorry, the following paragraph is going to be very vague and incognito.
Last night I got an email. It was shitty for a lot of reasons and gave me all sorts of feelings. Mostly livid anger, uncontrollable hurt, and fierce betrayal. Now I know this sounds very intriguing and you want to know more, but Portland, I am truly sorry. It would be childlike and undiplomatic to divulge any details at this time. Then why bring it up at all you ask? Because it is the only thing that is on my mind and I can't get away from it.
I will tell you what I can, as soon as I can.
In other news, I cleaned my apartment hardcore today and it is getting shown at 10am. Which is when I normally wake up. But I haven't been sleeping lately so I stay in bed for a few more hours. But no, not tomorrow. The stupid rental girl with her annoying voice and empty green eyes is going to come over and talk talk talk. I guess I can't really be too bitter about it because I really need someone in here in July. But it's still annoying.
More other news, I am going to be giving private knitting lessons to a 7 year old. So that will be a welcomed challenge. I hope.
Also, I think the house across the street from me is a drug house. I have seen probably 20 different people walk into that house without knocking, without a greeting and never staying for more then an hour. It's either drugs or prostitution. But I've seen the 3 people who actually live there and I don't think they have any hot working working girls hiding out.
I would notice that right?
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