Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Murderers.




Damnit. There was that woman in 2009 that started looking in my door in that apartment. She just started stopping at my door, which I left open because of the heat and open just enough for her face to fit through. That was just before I moved out in mid-September 2009. I remember because I was relieved that I would get away from her and what ever the hell she was doing. I figured she was some prostitute that had been hired by organized crime, such as those centered at KOMO-TV, which wasn't far away, to harass me. She did that many times before I moved out. I would just be sitting there at my desk and I would look up and see her with her face in the open door and I would yell loudly at her to leave.