dexrow

The landlady or whoever spanish chick that is seems to like to go past my room and then in what appears to be delusion of my grander act like I am important enough to talk about all the time. I don't know if I am supposed to be irritated and avoid her as a way of getting me out of the house or maybe some other sort of manipulation. I hear it on Saturday and it appears a little on Sunday... The bills health, immigration and green energy, I could see all those role-played if they get careless with the natural gas I suppose.