I did not get angry.

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And... a good thing too.  The money IS there.  It just... well, I don't get it.  I just checked my mail, and this was the bank statement... for August?  Ah, but... it was for before the deposit in August, and... okay.  But still, very strange.  I have one with $1,300 listed, which I got before I got this one?  Crazy.  Hmm, wonder if this one got put in the wrong box, returned, and put back in my box later?  

Anyway.  I... simply told her my problem.  And, then, went through the difficult task of ID'ing.  And, was as patient as I can be on my best days.  As I told her, when it was finished, it wouldn't have been her who wronged me, even if I had been wronged.

Yes, I have... money.  All I should.  And, while at it, I increased my deposit.  Doubling it.  So... there.

I was so afraid I was going to have to fight, scream, sue, and struggle.  I like to fight, real fights?  But not these legal, ethical, money things.  Hate those, almost as much as I hate pills.  Hate, did I mention.  Such a relief.  But, now I remember my pin, and know how much is in there.

Now to get everything paid up, paid off, and ready.  And, get some contracts and a will created.  Will need a cosigner, and need to have it verified.  Oh, and I will need to get the auto inspected, and teach a padawan how to get taxes paid.  Ugh.  The world is a vampire.  I eat garlic.  Fuck em'.  Anyway... yeah.

Oh... someone... had... something to say?  I love it when they... think as they do.

A threat?  A promise?  An... understanding?  Look, if there is a woman out there, who can offer what I seek?  Step up.  Just understand, Sadie Hawkins dances are once a year, and usually never come to anything.  Women are horrible at asking, picking, and losing.  And, usually lose by asking.  Just... saying.

It reminded me of the first of the lot that I played by this group.  Similar message too.  Very strange.  

I have to say, whether she is younger, or older, she knows an ancient when... interested.  Can't... kill the beast, is it?  Knows I am different in many ways.  Still, seems to... have... an interest.  If a hating one, threatening one.  Cute.  I enjoy all aspects of her dark and menacing play.  Girls never really were the nice ones.  Which, is why I like them.  Like cats.