so long

a couple months ago i started a post describing our saga with the new landlady at our old place - after all it was quite a story - that i planned on publishing after we got our deposit back. but after the major blowout i deleted the post in an effort to eliminate any remnant of her from myself. it was a good idea, very therapeutic. however, i still feel the need to tell the story though. i don't know... call it what you will but there's a need. so the following isn't the original post. in fact, it's a link to something English wrote a few nights ago (i did ask his permission) but it sums things up nicely... and the photos help too.

teenwolf exodus blues