I woke up needing coffee but I was not in my own bed. Of course this has happened much more than I care to admit but not since Obama beat whoWASthat? Oh, right Sarah Palan. It's all coming back to me now.
So, here I am in a king sized bed so big you can lay anyway and still fit. Crossways, sidewise, and regular. No one else was in the bed such as my baby Olin and where was he? His stuffed owls and a condor are here, alls well.
I'm up high only 1 feet below two skylights with a view of rain. Oh yes, I rented this place. It's a loft, artists loft so they say in downtown Portland Oregon. Portland is a series of neighborhoods that used to be towns or tracts. This tract is on the edge of the center, on the edge of Chinatown, edge of "The Pearl", to use Real Estate argot. Why is it that all the characters who have committed murders on the NANCY GRACE network are real estate agents, like big time ones, entrepreneurs who "handle" whole housing developments that call "million dollar homes." Not houses, mind you but homes, even through not all the walls are up and the invisible squatters are still living there hiding evidence of their existence from the hedge fund operators.
Where was I? Going down, almost fall, stairs. Down a long flight of stairs. What's a not so nice old girl doing in a place like this?
So, here I am in a king sized bed so big you can lay anyway and still fit. Crossways, sidewise, and regular. No one else was in the bed such as my baby Olin and where was he? His stuffed owls and a condor are here, alls well.
I'm up high only 1 feet below two skylights with a view of rain. Oh yes, I rented this place. It's a loft, artists loft so they say in downtown Portland Oregon. Portland is a series of neighborhoods that used to be towns or tracts. This tract is on the edge of the center, on the edge of Chinatown, edge of "The Pearl", to use Real Estate argot. Why is it that all the characters who have committed murders on the NANCY GRACE network are real estate agents, like big time ones, entrepreneurs who "handle" whole housing developments that call "million dollar homes." Not houses, mind you but homes, even through not all the walls are up and the invisible squatters are still living there hiding evidence of their existence from the hedge fund operators.
Where was I? Going down, almost fall, stairs. Down a long flight of stairs. What's a not so nice old girl doing in a place like this?
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