Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Bad Y!

I'm a bad, bad blogger. I know. I get annoyed when I visit my regular blogs and see that there are no new posts. So I'm sorry to anyone who expects new posts daily.

One thing you should know about me is that I tend to be lazy and procrastinate extensively. So don't expect daily posts.

Life here has been pretty boring, thus the lack of daily posts. But I do wonder about a few things:

  • My roommate is transgendered, but most of the men she goes out with claim to be straight? What's the point of claiming you're straight if you date transgenders?
  • Why do I think I'm allowed to take a week off blogging when I expect the bloggers I read to blog daily?

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

The Law to the rescue!

Finally, The Law might actually do something FOR me instead of TO me.

As a little background, I live in an apartment which is basically the downstairs of an older house. There is another apartment which takes up the upper floor. When we moved in, the landlord told us that there would be a single father and his son (6) living upstairs. Now, this would be fine except that they are SO LOUD. The floors up there are parquet and they stomp around at all hours of the night. The kid likes to jump on his bed. At midnight or later. Right above my bedroom. When I need to sleep.

I also suspect that the guy is abusing his son. There is frequently lots of yelling up there, and I've heard the kid crying. Never heard a slap or anything, but the signs are there and I've also heard some things from the kid that make me think there is abuse. The kid is already brought to the house each evening by someone who I think is with Social Services.

So on Friday, Roomie came home and found a 5 day Pay or Quit notice posted on his door. Thank God. I hope he doesn't come up with the money and has to move.

Does this make me a bad person?

Sunday, March 20, 2005

Happy Birthday!

It's my roommate's birthday, so Happy Birthday, Amanda!

I swore I'd never have another roommate, but I also swear that this was one of the best moves I've ever made. We grew up together, even though I'm 10 years older, and share so much that it's almost impossible to remember when we weren't in each other's lives. Our family is a bit odd, to say the least, and we are the two who have bonded and been able to maintain some semblance of sanity through it all. Inspite of, or maybe because of, the fact that we are the two who are so outside the norm of our family.

I love you and I will forever be grateful for this experience and the opportunity to become even closer to you. I wish I could do more for the occasion but I know you understand my circumstances. Next year . . .

Happy Birthday.

Good for nothing

Sundays are good for nothing. Really. They are the perfect day for doing absolutely nothing. Thus my annoyance at actually having to do something today, even though it was as simple as going to the mall to pick up some face powder and to the grocery store for food.

Sundays are supposed to be for lazing in the morning over coffee and cigs and reading the paper. For watching crap tv. For lying on the sofa with nothing better to do than channel surf. For surfing the web. For deep thoughts.

Wait, that last one crept in there without my approval.

Saturday, March 19, 2005

Joining the club

I've never been much of a joiner. I have no idea why that is. Usually, if everybody's doing something, or everybody loves something, I automatically take a dislike to it. But now it seems like everybody is setting up their own blog. And I read quite a few of them. So why I'm actually setting one up is really beyond me. But here I am, having put myself online for all and sundry to read, although I suspect the only people who will ever read this will be my friends or random internet freaks with nothing better to do. Not that there's anything wrong with being an internet freak; hell, I am one.

A few words of warning. If you have a problem with curse words, potty humor, political incorrectness, American spelling or the mundanity of daily life, go elsewhere.

And please pray for me that my family never sees this and finds out how I actually live.

Yeah, so that's it for this initial post. I can't think of anything really earthshatteringly interesting at the moment to post but I'm sure there will be many such pearls in the future. Yeah.