It's almost over

I'm moving tomorrow. Awwwwww.
This blog is so much fun.

SHE is acting sweet as pie. This whole thing is so
strange. I keep waiting for the claws to come out
and the demon to emerge again. But no, she's very
polite and quiet. I don't trust her one bit.

My poor roomie is sick, I heard him coughing today.
I can see this will be a real party here after I leave.
It's chilly and damp, and the smell of pork chops
mixed with lemon mold and smelly dog...yum.
People will be lining up to move in here.

I went down to the kitchen earlier, and she'd shut off
every light downstairs. Walking through the dark
living room, I banged into the open dog cage door.
Veering right, I bumped into a walker. Jeez. It's been
a long day, I don't need furniture attacking me.
I navigated safely to the kitchen and rewarded myself
with a couple of beers.