I typed this whole thing with my cat laying across my arms.
NO, I WILL NOT BUY YOU ELECTRONICS. Yes, I now work at Best Buy. Yes, these sentences have been stated in the appropriate order.
I'm still not entirely better after the surgery. It's quite unpleasant at times. Boo.
Oh, yes that's right yesterday was Halloween. I dressed up at work as a Smarty Pants. I bought some of the Smarties candy and taped them to my pants. I won the prize for "most original" and now have 4 movie tickets. I'll have to start going to movies again apparently since I now have 6 free movie tickets that have accumulated in my pocket. After work, my guard and I went to Pasadena for a Halloween party thing. Drank, sang along to the Belles of Bedlam, and hung out with people from the Yeomen. It was nice to do something on Halloween this year.
My guard is buying a plasma HD TV. And he's apparently going to put it in my house. :) I can't object to that. He figured that since he's over here all the time anyway, he might as well have it here, along with his PS3. Once again, NO COMPLAINTS.
My neighbors are driving me insane. At 6:30 yesterday, my guard was hanging a poster on my wall with one nail. He used the hammer for maybe 5 or 6 seconds to put the nail in the wall...and immediately my neighbors start banging on the wall. OH. MY. GOD. What the fuck, am I not allowed to fucking hang things on my walls now? I had NOTHING on my walls. I have never hung anything before this. NEVER. I hang ONE THING and they freak out? It's not like it was a constant hour of banging (wow, that sounds dirty), or something I do frequently, or that it was super late at night. IF YOU LIVE NEXT TO PEOPLE THEY MAKE NOISE SOMETIMES. FUCKING DEAL WITH IT. I'm a little pissed off about this if you couldn't tell. Mainly because these are the same neighbors that have a cow when I close the door too hard. WHO CARES!!! How often do I open the damn door anyway??? It's not like I'm sitting there opening and closing and opening and closing it. Though I damn sure want to do that once in a while just to piss them off. I'm hardly at home as it is, which makes it even more ridiculous that they would freak out like this. And what the hell, do they not have ANYTHING on THEIR walls? Seriously? Then MAYBE I could understand freaking out. MAYBE. Wait no, not really. They're just retarded.
And it's not just the neighbors on the right (I live in the middle in a fourplex). It's the ones on the left too. These guys pissed me off because they started banging on the wall because my guard and I were putting together my new coffee table. It was around 9pm, but still, not super late. And we only had to hammer in 4 pins. THAT'S IT. Probably no more than a minute or two. And the worst part is, these are the neighbors that always BLARE their upstairs TV super late at night. As in, I can hear it in my room. It's not loud enough to really bother me if I have my TV on and whatnot, but still. If you expect complete silence from a neighbor, than do it yourself.
But besides the psycho neighbor situation, everything seems to be going quite well for me. Yay!
I'm still not entirely better after the surgery. It's quite unpleasant at times. Boo.
Oh, yes that's right yesterday was Halloween. I dressed up at work as a Smarty Pants. I bought some of the Smarties candy and taped them to my pants. I won the prize for "most original" and now have 4 movie tickets. I'll have to start going to movies again apparently since I now have 6 free movie tickets that have accumulated in my pocket. After work, my guard and I went to Pasadena for a Halloween party thing. Drank, sang along to the Belles of Bedlam, and hung out with people from the Yeomen. It was nice to do something on Halloween this year.
My guard is buying a plasma HD TV. And he's apparently going to put it in my house. :) I can't object to that. He figured that since he's over here all the time anyway, he might as well have it here, along with his PS3. Once again, NO COMPLAINTS.
My neighbors are driving me insane. At 6:30 yesterday, my guard was hanging a poster on my wall with one nail. He used the hammer for maybe 5 or 6 seconds to put the nail in the wall...and immediately my neighbors start banging on the wall. OH. MY. GOD. What the fuck, am I not allowed to fucking hang things on my walls now? I had NOTHING on my walls. I have never hung anything before this. NEVER. I hang ONE THING and they freak out? It's not like it was a constant hour of banging (wow, that sounds dirty), or something I do frequently, or that it was super late at night. IF YOU LIVE NEXT TO PEOPLE THEY MAKE NOISE SOMETIMES. FUCKING DEAL WITH IT. I'm a little pissed off about this if you couldn't tell. Mainly because these are the same neighbors that have a cow when I close the door too hard. WHO CARES!!! How often do I open the damn door anyway??? It's not like I'm sitting there opening and closing and opening and closing it. Though I damn sure want to do that once in a while just to piss them off. I'm hardly at home as it is, which makes it even more ridiculous that they would freak out like this. And what the hell, do they not have ANYTHING on THEIR walls? Seriously? Then MAYBE I could understand freaking out. MAYBE. Wait no, not really. They're just retarded.
And it's not just the neighbors on the right (I live in the middle in a fourplex). It's the ones on the left too. These guys pissed me off because they started banging on the wall because my guard and I were putting together my new coffee table. It was around 9pm, but still, not super late. And we only had to hammer in 4 pins. THAT'S IT. Probably no more than a minute or two. And the worst part is, these are the neighbors that always BLARE their upstairs TV super late at night. As in, I can hear it in my room. It's not loud enough to really bother me if I have my TV on and whatnot, but still. If you expect complete silence from a neighbor, than do it yourself.
But besides the psycho neighbor situation, everything seems to be going quite well for me. Yay!