June 09, 2007
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what's up?
I saw it coming for an hour. The neighbor right next door (not the sorority girls, the ex-football player) had some guests over. Two of the cars were parked in front of our house, one of which was actually in front of the driveway. You just have to imagine where we live. It’s not really a street, but a common driveway that all the houses share. Any miss-parked car is in the way… Anyway, when Richard finally got home he could not get into the garage without driving through the landscaping. Of course he was bitter. I expected that. I did not expect him to lay on his horn and start shouting. The ‘girlfriend’ of the week came out and apologized. She was going to move her car, but Richard sorta laid into her about respect and rules and police and stuff. (Well, we think it was her drunk ass coming over that woke us up at two in the morning!) She went in and got the ex-football player. My heart stopped as I stood at the window listening. I know. I am a wimp. So the man doesn’t actually come out (phew!) but he stood on his balcony and shouted down at my Richard. He started arguing with Richard about the security guards and how they told him it was us reporting him. That really bugs me. Those idiots should NOT share that information. That puts people at risk. As in WE people. The shouting outside continued. They got into respect, rules, contradictions, oil stains, property values, music at noon (?), and other crap until Richard finally came inside.
What a mess. I hate neighbor drama. Nobody wins. Now I am all nervous and stressed out about what the repercussions will be. I mean the man is huge, for one. Also I have found that angry neighbors just get louder and more obnoxious. What ever happened to the good old days. Remember? The days your grandparents would speak of? Back when you used to be able to run next-door and borrow a cup of sugar, use the phone, or get your ball out of their backyard? Nowadays it’s every man for himself. None of our neighbors speak to us or each other, other than to bicker about parking, just like it was when I was growing up. I have been more stressed and irritated by neighbors in my life than any other group of people. That just seems wrong. What if there was an earthquake and one of us was without water? Would we just continue to ignore each other or fight?
What a sad existence. I think I finally understand people that live on enormous farms with no neighbors for miles.
June 02, 2007
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what's up?
The ones across the street. They are going to be a problem. I can already tell. All four of them.
Richard told me that after being unable to back out of our garage due to their parking in the street he went over and introduced himself. Then apparently he told them about the parking challenges and towing and such. Hmm. Welcome to the neighborhood right? So tonight as I am FTPing a recent backup of my blog just in case and all, I could hear those girls outside. Good lawd they are loud! Was I that loud at that age? Anyway, one of them said in an obviously sarcastic and deep voice to her friend ‘If you are going to park here you need to pull in as far as possible.’ Then they all giggled.
I mean yeah, Richard should probably have not played Parking Police so early in the game. And yeah, I admit I am being paranoid. How the hell do I know what they were really talking about? Maybe it’s an inside joke about the friends inability to park correctly. But still.
My gut says that those girls are an issue. Sorority girls, condos, football players, and potential drug dealing mixed in with a few moody queens and noisy Bollywood parties?? This doesn’t bode well.
June 01, 2007
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what's up?
Okay, so remember when I told you that the neighbors across the street moved out? Well yeah, the back story is that the prior resident’s (the college kids, well one of them) mother retained ownership. The last folk were renters. Well the house has been empty the past few days. The carpets were cleaned, but the maid service hadn’t come yet. We figured it’d be empty for a bit, ‘For Rent’ signs posted and all that. Right?
Well, we come home tonight after work and there are candles lit in there. In the dim light we can make out people and furniture. At the very least there is a couch. I figured that the college kids were having a party. Makes sense, they probably still have keys and stuff, to keep watch since mom lives across country or something… Except for the part that from what we can tell these folks look different. The age seems close though…. Hmm. New people. Do we have new neighbors already? If so, why don’t they have power? Why were they up so late? Why were they so loud? Why did that car come by and park in the middle of the street?
These are questions that need answers. Maybe this weekend we will know more. I am still hoping for a nice lesbian couple. Seriously. I fear I may not be getting my wish. I hope that whoever they are, they are at least hawt.
May 22, 2007
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what's up?
The neighbors across the street are moving. This is exciting. I don’t know if anyone remembers, but that is the house directly across the street that used to house the hawt college kids. Maybe someone interesting will move in. These folks weren’t bad, but with the screaming baby and constant stream of in-laws I was getting bored. Not that we want anything too exciting, we already have a potential drug dealer in this court… Maybe a nice quiet attractive bachelor with a home gym in front of the window that he always keeps open while he works out. Or a cute couple we can have over for barbecues.. Gay or lesbian folks would be fun too! Lesbians are sooo cute.
Anyway. See how I procrastinate? Fantasizing about what the new neighbors will be like. I have 3 floors to scrub. I don’t have time for this!
April 02, 2004
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anger management

Remember the episode of
South Park with Cartman's hand as Jennifer Lopez? That is exactly what the
clown DJ-emcee sounds like.
Help me.
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