20 February 2006

battery acid

Just extricated myself from an oppressive, abusive environment.

Sometimes you wish you never learned something about someone...

2 words to describe my former housemate:
Battery
Acid

He knows what that means. I have the scars on my hands to remind me.

I'm still unpacking. Bringing my lingerie drawers and pillow to the police. Mailing my key to my former landlord. Enjoying watching my 16yr cat being playful for the first time in over a year.

more later