Saturday, September 27, 2003
If I had a Hammer
Went to the dentist today, came home nice and discombobulated so I crash out. An hour later I am woken up to the sounds of my upstairs neighbors sacrificing a cat to the tune of Famous Blue Raincoat. The fog lifts and I realize that's no cat, it's a human. I'm three steps from Captain Willard with these cats. First their refrigerator breaks and they don't bother to tell anyone, while I sit and wonder why there's water dripping through my living room ceiling. Not they're pissing all over Leonard Cohen. I'm a pretty mellow guy, but I can only be pushed so far. Just because you learned a chord or two on your acoustic guitar does not mean you can sing. Just because you have locks on your door doesn't not mean you are safe from an increasingly insane downstairs neighbor.
"When I was here, I wanted to be there, when I was there all I could think of was getting back into the jungle."-Capt. Willard
Tags: neighbors, annoying, m/a/z/e
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