my neighbors are scaring me
Things are going to crap here and I'm writing this down to document things.
So the neighbors were acting weird when I got off work. And passing some blunts around. I hate that stuff, the fumes waft in here and make my head hurt and my lungs seize up. How is that fun?
The dude in the grifter's old apt that works at Mac's was out smoking not-cigarettes on the steps with a man I hadn't seen before. A bunch of dudes were hanging around in the parking lot around his car. The redheaded dude who has the red pit bull was looking out his door when I hobbled up, he looked worried, and that worried me cause he's never up at this hour. I wondered what got him up, the loud laughing men in the parking lot, or what?
Hours later, they're still smoking shit, I've being treated to the screaming and running up and down stairs neighbor show. Some chicks started screaming and verbally fighting and then things got physical. I'm not sure if it was two or three chicks to start....
The broads were throwing each other into our shared wall so hard my china about rattled off the shelf. This went on for several minutes and other people came out of their apartments and got involved. I was going to, or call the cops if it was the man beating his girlfriend, but since it seemed to be all girls, I decided to mind my own damn business.
Then guys got involved. The noisy new broad that moved in downstairs across the hall, that always has tons of black men hanging around her, tried to make a move on someone else's man it seems, and things got ugly. No shit, really? I'm so not shocked she was out doing drugs--she and her many men smoke weed just about every morning and night right under my window, which is still less annoying than the fact that they talk loudly for hours while I'm trying to sleep, she is especially shrill, and they do crap like put a radio in the window and play music loudly outside.
So some dude was saying crap outside my door, and then a chick screamed "Who the fuck is going to put up with you putting a gun to your head and still stay with you?!" What?! Gun?!!! O.O
I've been sitting here for hours waiting to put my laundry in the dryer with crazy drama and people waving guns outside my door. Yeah, funnnnn. I have such a headache!
It was supposed to be a nice night. It's supposed to be cold--in the forties--I was planning all day how I was going to bake a cake to stay warm. French vanilla cake with strawberry frosting, yummy. I was going to wash all this stuff. Now I got to deal with this crap instead.
So the neighbors were acting weird when I got off work. And passing some blunts around. I hate that stuff, the fumes waft in here and make my head hurt and my lungs seize up. How is that fun?
The dude in the grifter's old apt that works at Mac's was out smoking not-cigarettes on the steps with a man I hadn't seen before. A bunch of dudes were hanging around in the parking lot around his car. The redheaded dude who has the red pit bull was looking out his door when I hobbled up, he looked worried, and that worried me cause he's never up at this hour. I wondered what got him up, the loud laughing men in the parking lot, or what?
Hours later, they're still smoking shit, I've being treated to the screaming and running up and down stairs neighbor show. Some chicks started screaming and verbally fighting and then things got physical. I'm not sure if it was two or three chicks to start....
The broads were throwing each other into our shared wall so hard my china about rattled off the shelf. This went on for several minutes and other people came out of their apartments and got involved. I was going to, or call the cops if it was the man beating his girlfriend, but since it seemed to be all girls, I decided to mind my own damn business.
Then guys got involved. The noisy new broad that moved in downstairs across the hall, that always has tons of black men hanging around her, tried to make a move on someone else's man it seems, and things got ugly. No shit, really? I'm so not shocked she was out doing drugs--she and her many men smoke weed just about every morning and night right under my window, which is still less annoying than the fact that they talk loudly for hours while I'm trying to sleep, she is especially shrill, and they do crap like put a radio in the window and play music loudly outside.
So some dude was saying crap outside my door, and then a chick screamed "Who the fuck is going to put up with you putting a gun to your head and still stay with you?!" What?! Gun?!!! O.O
I've been sitting here for hours waiting to put my laundry in the dryer with crazy drama and people waving guns outside my door. Yeah, funnnnn. I have such a headache!
It was supposed to be a nice night. It's supposed to be cold--in the forties--I was planning all day how I was going to bake a cake to stay warm. French vanilla cake with strawberry frosting, yummy. I was going to wash all this stuff. Now I got to deal with this crap instead.