Events

I've been circling around Portland doing much and nothing. Former arch nemesis now not arch nemesis Jonathan has been in town and I've done a photo shoot with him, results pending. I've temporarily moved into my friend's art studio while I look for a cheap apartment (FOUND ONE FOR $300, DAMNNN). For now this will do, wireless internet via metrofi free wireless internet, no mattress but tomorrow I'll have one. Door locks. No shower = shitfuck, but I can wash my hair at least.

Tonight while going to McDonald's for food a black woman approached my car and asked if taco bell was open. I said I didn't think so, and he asked if she could jump in and go through the drivethrough at McDonald's. I unwisely allowed this, after making sure my valuables and gun were on my side of the car, and of course she turned out to be totally insane. She placed an order of at least twelve or thirteen things, screamed of course, and then proceeded to pay entirely in change. It turns out she was staying at the Kent hotel, which is a sex/hobo hotel with her massive amount of children. I gave her a ride back, and on the way I was cut off by a taxi, to which she proceeded to comment, and I quote "WHAT THE HALL KINDA THING THIS MOTHAFUCKA THINK HE BE DOIN I'MMA GET SOME ROAD RAGE UP IN HERE I DONT LIKE A MOTHEAFUCKA WHO DO DEM THINGS YA KNOW? I'MMA GET SOME ROAD RAGE UP IN HERE YA KNOW?" I agreed on principle and she got the fuck out of my car. She smelled a little like meth and oxycotton.