When people ask me where I live, I sometimes joke I live in Arkham Asylum or just Arkham. I breathlessly await the day when someone asks me: “Voluntarily?!”
I’m beginning to think my Grandmother doesn’t really want to get rid of The Demon. That she likes to suffer under an evil and abusive alcoholic, just like my Aunt (his mother). We could go down to the Courthouse today (Monday), file an eviction suit, and have him out by Friday. But no, she’s made other plans.
Everyone in this house is sick and mental. I guess I am too. We all deserve each other here at Arkham. However I’m about ready to pack it in and live out in the streets if need be. I’d do almost anything (anything legal, that is) to get the hell out of here.
Well, see ya’ later!
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