All right, so I don't know what kind of wacko living situation I signed up for here, but let me just share with you some nonsense that has taken place on Royal Properties. Saturnday night I was lying in bed, getting ready to go to sleep when I hear some screaming going on outside. I look out the window and what do I see, but some naked guy running around the center area, having uprooted a tree, swinging it over his head? Do I live with druids? Oh, but it gets better. The following day, this little tree (or another uprooted cousin of his) was leaning against someone's door and as I was walking out to get my car, I actually had to kind of duck and go around it. How wonderful! Our very own little covered walkway!
When I got home yesterday, what glories awaited me? Someone had heaved tomatoes at my door. Now, I like tomatoes. I do, really. But not when they're splattered all over my doorstep and the wall just outside of my window.
Something else wonderful about living here is the absolute joy I feel when I'm taking out the trash and I find people digging through the garbage. What a pleasant environment this is! Perhaps my years of living in the fort have turned me into a snob, but I just don't feel that this apartment complex is conducive to a good education.
In my next life I'm going to have a townhouse and a rich uncle.
My apologies and a farewell??? - 2005-10-20
It should be Friday somewhere. - 2005-10-03
It's Friday again! - 2005-10-01
Amendment to previous entry... - 2005-09-26
Longer than I intended. It's to tide you over for another week. - 2005-09-23