And then, I apologized.
March 24th, 2013
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We’ve pretty much jumped back into the whole owner/property thing with both feet, as is usually our way. And as is usually my way, I had to kick the fence the second he closed the gate behind me.
What? You didn’t think I’d changed that much while I was (kind of) away, did you?
The fucked up thing is I wasn’t even mad at him. I was mad at the situation. And I took it out on him because that’s what I do. Read more…