Saturday, March 24, 2007

It feels like a roller coaster. Up...up...up...no, no. Fuck Waaaaay downj. Yes. Mr. Righteous has Bipolar so I'm constantly riding this machine up and down. peaks and valleys. Right now Mr. Righteous is coming down. And that means:

a) No pleases. No thank yous.
b) Short sentences. Kind of like and army soldier. Instead of "Could you turn of the light?" It's spoken like "Turn off the light". And with a force of voice that says "if you don't do it, I know where you live".

I could go on but I'm too tired. We made a deal that when I leave for the coast, he's not to follow.

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