Upstairs dickhole came down just now. He knocked on my door and asked to borrow some asperin. What the hell? Hasn't he heard of Swine flu? I swear that is what he has. He was all sweaty and nasty. Looked like he had pink eye too.
I didn't let him in. But I gave him the bottle and told him to keep it. I don't need his nasty ass germs in my apartment. I think I am going to go outside and disinfect my door. Seriously. If you look that bad, just stay home. Grey is not a healthy color dude.
I can hear him up there again, pacing and mumbling. He needs to settle down or I am going to call the cops. What the hell? I thought they weren't letting crack heads in the apartment anymore. It is just him and me in the block right now. The neighbors across the hall packed up a few hours ago and were heading out. Strange to be leaving for a weekend off this late. but whatever not my business. I think I need to go to bed. I am cranky. As the quota of curse words is going up in my posts, not to mention the huge headache I have. I'm going to check on the kids one more time and ignore the strange glow in the sky. Seriously. IT looks like it is almost dawn.
*eerie music* It's the end of the world! *snickers* OR some dumb ass lit something on fire. Maybe that was what the army guys were doing. WE have paper and saw mills in this area. Maybe one caught on fire? Ug. No more. Bed, I swear I am going to shoot that motherfucker upstairs if he doesn't settle down
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