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10.20.2004

It's MOVE-OUT day you wannies!

Today is move out day. I finally get out of the hell-hole bordello that is Wylie's house. I have been there all of 3 nights in the last two weeks and two of the nights he had drunken sluts over being loud until like 4 in the morning. WTF?
As I live in the basement and I can hear everything, I am sure I have now become that bitch in the basement to all of his friends. Do I care? no.
Today my dad is coming to town to get all my stuff, and then it is going to wait for me in Colville, until I find a place in Coeur D'Alene. Wylie doesn't know. I drew the line on telling him when on Sunday night, or was it monday, he came down into my room after the sluts had left to tell me that he was going to sleep in my bed, cause he knew I wanted to cuddle. I don't cuddle. With anyone. In fact I'm a cold bitch, so to hear this I was a little surprised. So I fought with him for like an hour and a half, and then I got to get up and go to work. It was freaking awesome. So I decided to move out.

So there.

In other news, I will be staying with Jen. She's a bad ass. And letting me stay at her house the few days I have left in the Tri-Cities. It's awesome.

But I am waiting for dad to get to town so I blew some time at the library. My only internet outlet in the tri-cities.

In other news I got some amazing cd's from my sister, http://bigskystarlet.blogspot.com, and they are simply amazing. She is seriously a cd making goddess. So that's going to make the next few days of driving great. Now if only I could get her to respond to my damn emails. Hoe, do it.

Wait just a second, do you spell hoe with an e? Or is the e used only when referencing the garden implement? Would the variation on slut actually be ho? And do they then have something to do with ho-ho's? Call Websters. We must find out.

I think that is all for now. The rest of my life stories will wait until I am away from the library, and the immigrant-worker-man sitting next to me isn't reading over my shoulder.

r

P.S. Just did some experimentation with italics? A success? Yes, I think so...

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