|a lesson in fury
||[May. 11th, 2004|01:42 pm]
Jeff has gone to England, and good fucking riddance.|
I hear that people get hit by cars with startling frequency in London. This is good.
Living with that animal, that six-foot baby, was a lesson in patience. It was a season in hell, actually, and a lesson in fury. Not a day went by that I didn't want to jab a knife through his face, or dump fire ants onto his bed while he was passed out. Now he's gone, and we all breathe easier. The apartment is all mine now, though Shani is here most every night. Her company, of course, is much preferable to his.