Woke up at 6:00 again today. I took my coffee and first smoke of the day outside, and sat on the porch to watch the sun come up across the concrete basketball court and small, grassy area that serve as a backyard for my group of buildings.
dredpiratebunny had posted in her journal last night about the sky having a wonky greenish cast. I left a comment that I'd noticed it as well. That seems to have cleared now, but it's still so quiet out there. Too quiet. I mean, usually at this hour, the birds are noisy as hell. I haven't even seen a bird yet today.
The damned neighbors are up, though! Some guy just ran into the building across the street. I saw him through my living room window. God these people are nutjobs! Guy's running around in a wife-beater, boxers, and nothing else. I could hear him pounding at Carlo's door, yelling in Spanish. When Carlo opened the door, the guy didn't even go inside, just stood there screaming, grabbing at Carlo's arm like he wanted Carlo to go with him. He kept repeating the same phrase over and over amongst whatever else he was spouting...."dos serpiente, figurado!" WTF?!
Heh...OK...I just remembered...it's Friday The 13th. By definition, it's going to be a farked up kinda day. I feel better now.
Here's wishing everyone a lovely, and not as weird as mine is starting off to be, Friday the 13th.
Keep hopin'
Lolly