Monday, March 30, 2009

Sigh.

I have neighbors. He's either not there much or quiet as a church mouse. She is a bull in a china shop. STOMPing around the place and the stairs, having LOUD conversations on the phone. It would appear that her life consists of smoking, getting really drunk, and talking about it to her friends. I'm not sure, but it sounds like she hasn't been out of jail all that long. And I'm pretty sure she has no idea how thin the walls are. Picture one of those college girls whose social skills consist mostly of swearing. You know, a skank Ho party girl type? Now add a few decades and you're there.

My psychic powers feel there might be police cars in the future.

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