Wouldn't dare to hope, and yet

Well, Stupid Bitch indeed said something about Mik's visit. So, after a few words, I told her I'd be moving as soon as possible. Not exactly my plan, but I'm cool with it. I'm even kind of thrilled about the prospect. I'm a gypsy. Gypsies move.
I can be out of here in 15 minutes.
The only thing that matters is that I have to stay in East Nashville. Other than that, I'm not picky. But I have to stay in the 'hood.
Money's no issue. Theoretically. I won't be leasing a $800 a month bungalow or anything. But, I can afford a better place.
The sooner I'm out of here, the better. That's my opinion. I'll lose half a month's rent to get out from under this situation. It's not like I'm being tormented. But, don't I deserve the right to be able to sit out on my porch and listen to the Stones? What's so bad about that?
I've never been able to do that. Haven't felt comfortable. The one time I tried it, I was threatened with the police.

All that and I'm hiding Al until I move. That's kind of stressful. Lucky for me, that's all worked out. Hell, Stupid Bitch made me promise that I "wouldn't bring anymore strange animals into the apartment." She didn't say I couldn't keep the strange animals I already have. Semantics are my friend. And, lucky for me, I have a friend that harbors strange animals when necessary. But once we move, me and Coupland and Al will have a good set up that'll work for all of us. And where we'll be welcome.

If you've got any good vibes to spare-send some my way. It's not like I need 'em, but, I could use all the help I can get.
And, if you're feeling particularly fun filled...send some "I hope you get exactly the kind of tenant you deserve, bitch" vibes to the Stupid Bitch. I think she has no idea how lucky she is and I'd love to help her realize how truly blessed she's been. It's good to understand your blessings. Don't you think?

Here--have a picture of Al:

Oh, hai guyfs. I am Al. I is not a hologram. I is a cat. I can has cheeseburger?