Jermayne, is no longer scaring me, she is just annoying me. She will ask me something she has asked me before 3-6 times, so I finish the question to which she replies: “oh! Did I tell you that already? What should I do? Fuck it!” and then she RETELLS the story. Saying: “Jermayne, I have heard this story already,” will not stop her.

Last night I went out with the “Snow Caps (on Mountain Tops in Winter)” (this amazing Indie band) to unsuccessfully pick up chicks. - Quote of the evening… ”How Much!” oh Rojer, your so funny. Amazing time, anyway.

I come home, (this is after a 1.5 hour in transit, which I fell asleep on the ferry), and Jermayne is having a party(2 guests), “oh great I just want to go to bed.” I think to myself. I decide to join the party, and add to my intoxication. We sit around the glass coffee table, and everyone is talking, well more like shouting. So here is the story of the evening.

There is this chick(guest 1) on koke, how is that for a story starter? “she was on koke,” she is 33, and she is violent. Her boyfriend/husband, Roger (guest2) tells me this story that stood out more than anything else that evening. Roger explained the reason why they do not have a glass table is because of a fight that he had with his wife. She gets so upset and throws the table at him, BUT NO, that’s not it. She picks up a shard of glass and starts cutting him. Now that is fucked up. To top the evening off, Jermayne Dropped a beer bottle on the table and broke it.

I have never met people like this in my life. I mean who the hell fights, its fucking stupid, you get no where, and its very destructive, to the partner and to the relationship.

And then I wake up at 8am this morning and Nick and Jermayne are fighting in the kitchen. I cant wait to go home and sleep in my bed. It will be the most beautiful thing I will see in a while, well other than the countless New York Women.