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hmmmmph
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Yeah, so I think my asshole downstairs neighbor cut my cable. It was a whole fiasco when I had it installed because it runs from his apt to mine from under the building. So he's pissed at me (and increasingly agressive) because he plays his 70's porn music all the time really loud, and I've called the cops, stamped on the floor, etc. His new thing is banging on my door after the cops come, at like 11/12 at night, wondering how someone could possibly WANT to sleep or NOT want to hear his shitty music. So, all of a sudden, my cable's out, and there's no outages in the area, so I know that little glowstick weilding man-boy tweaker did it. So, okay, I sent my own ass down to the Blockbuster and rented the entire first season of Sex and the City. That'll show you, fucking post-undergrad loser 1999 Corolla driving bass pumping ass clown (thank you Michael Bolton - a la Office Space). I guess he doesnt realize I can still get into his stinky apartment with notice from the landlord. Okay, venting over, but really people. I'm SO glad your parents still pay your rent even AFTER you've graduated from Barely Graduated U, but please get a job, get a life, and leave me alone. Hmphhh.
anterior - despues
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09-09-03 - 8:05 a.m.
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