at 6 in the morning some fuck decides to plough the two inches of snow in our visitor lot and then did all the other buildings surrounding our building it sounded like ariplanes flying into my head, the silence of the street bouncing off the plough turning it into WWII REEEAAAAAAAAWOOOOOOOORUUUUUUUHHHHHH over and over and over and over again and again and again if it happens again EVER i am going to leave an anonymous nasty ass letter. i think people can deal with two inches of snow easily a traqctor plough at 6 in the morning is not necessary.

also the dick who yells at his ole lady next door likes to get up at 2am and put shit in the garbage shoot and slams his door again. you are not suppose to use the shoot after 10pm. i want to leave a mean note on hello kitty stationary so that they KNOW it was me who left it. how come old people get to bend the rules? i’m taking back youth, dudes, don’t worry. the ole lady came out of the elevator yesterday and cid was in the hall and flew by her legs and she is so old didn’t even notice like that scene in the professional when the old lady comes out and says why don’t you leave that poor family alone and gary oldman says I SAID GO BACK INSIDE and she nags some more and he shoots the glass window behind her head and she has the slowest reaction to it ever and slowly putters back inside yeah THAT lady is our neighbor and somehow she is still alive.