Tell me you’re going on vacation.
It just so happens that I was checking out my porchcam and caught my upstairs neighbor packing the car for what appears to be a vacation. Please sweet Jesus, say it’s so. Talk about the definition of inconsiderate, you’re looking at it right now. I could go on and on about the ruckus she, and her daughter, put on upstairs, but I’m not. Suffice it to say that Maydog was over last night shredding it up on Guitar Hero and he was asking about the elephant parade. I just shook my head.
Hopefully she’s going to be out of town for a few days. Maybe I’ll have some peace and quite. And I still wish I could walk on the ceiling.
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Oh you know that means we are blowing the house down on some GH2. Let me know!