Well, she isn’t anymore. She’s pissed off now. Probably cause I ran away from her. I opened the door for her, going outside, and she didn’t say anything to me.
Maybe she stumbled upon this blog.
Everybody in the building might be avoiding me. Kind of funny.
Maybe I’ll get enough complaints they will evict me. Then I won’t have rent anymore.
Why was she telling some guy not to pet Tonka? Or maybe she was trying to tell him not to talk to me. Usually people ask before petting a dog though.
Nobody in their right mind would date me.