Good bye Pilsen.

When I got home last night I didn't notice anything except that the television was gone. The stereo was still there, so I figured Meg took it with her for some reason. MikeLovely left, and I took my sleepy pill.
Then I noticed that my window was open. And that my closet was open and spilled out.
And that Meg's pride bottles were outside.
The window where the bottles were was smashed. The back door was ajar. Meg's clothes were on the floor and her desk was open. Weird? Yeah.
I called MikeLovely, I called meg, I had a cigarette, MikeLovely came back, I called Meg, I called the cops.
He kept me awake while the cops poked around and filled out reports. Then we both fell asleep. He was gone right before Meg and her parents showed up to poke around and make sure I was ok.
We were robbed again.
We're going somewhere else. Bloodbath McGrath (Momma McGrath) will get us out of that lease we're in because she is awesome and vicious.
I do not want to leave this neighborhood. It became some sort of home. Then again, so will the next place.
The kitten was just fine, however.