EE-KEH
So I found out that a day before my arrival to Ohio, the state caught the edge of a certain Hurricane Ike, and had an awful lot of wind storms. Trees have fallen, one poor car got its windshield smashed by a falling branch, and nearly all the shops have closed due to the blackout (except McDonald’s. It’s always McDonald’s). It’s kind of a miracle that I have electricity, hot water and internet in my apartment when I came back… two blocks away and everything else was out.
Anyhoo, floor’s all vacuumed, lots of dust in the air, and I’m contented now.
Sigh
I’m back, I’m pissed, and I’m very, very unhappy.
Above all, I need a vacuum cleaner. Flies and moths decided to make my apartment their new home, so there are corpses littered everywhere. I’ll deal with it in the morning. At least I have clean sheets to sleep on tonight.
Will type more when I’m less angry later.
A blog is useful and let me show you why!
I once joked to my sister that “only in America can you see crazies on a daily basis”. I mean, you have the usual weird people sitting at McDonald’s always turning around to see if they’re going to get attacked, or turning around and smiling at you in a major freaky way, or whatever. Apparently the crazy hit quite close to home last night.
Last night psycho couple were at it again. I had always assumed that they were below me, since the noise traveled directly from below, but apparently was happening in a couple of apartments away from me, but still on the first floor. That was apartment 2, and apartment 6 was below me (who was also inhabited by a couple).
Apartment 2 had been getting a shitload of complaints for a while now, and last night I guess they made so much noise the couple in Apartment 6 told them to shut up. They, in turn, made so much noise I woke up at 2.30 AM because of that. It was incredibly, incredibly loud, and my earphones didn’t do shit. That was really the last straw for me, and I was on the verge of going down to to tell them to shut up (I didn’t, and I was so incredibly lucky that I didn’t). I took it to the office this morning. Turns out I wasn’t the only one.
Apartment 2 and Apartment 6 got into a fistfight, and poor Apartment 1 had to call the cops twice. The first time the cops came they managed to calm him down, and apparently he got his MOTHERFUCKER I WILL KILL YOU back again at 4. They arrested the guy etc etc, and now I’m one of the few who has to submit a written statement to the office saying what I heard last night. I’ve been also told to hand over the abuse entry that I wrote last October, and I’m quite glad that I’ve dated the entries where I heard disturbances in the past few months.
I’m now really confused if the arguing (and sex) actually happened below me, or if it was just the couple having sex and them yelling at Apartment 2 in the middle of the night. Either way, we’ll see. I guess if the sex still happens and there’s no fighting I suppose I can draw a conclusion.
Potttsss
I seem to have misplaced my smallest pot. It’s a bit baffling, really, since my apartment’s the size of a small car.
It’s not like I took it out for a walk or anything!
ARGH@!#*&!#*(
Well, the hot water in my apartment is out. Again.
Fuck this shit.
HAET HAET HAET
I hate my apartment.
Bigfoot above me wakes me up in the middle of the night.
Psycho couple below me who loves having sex in the morning.
I hate my apartment.
ETA: No, you morons, not every single Chinese character has a single meaning! 蜘 has no meaning unless it’s paired with è››! 希 has no meaning unless it’s paired with 望! We don’t 望 something, we 希望! Stop trying to fangirl my Chinese!
