hey kids, some quick thoughts–
so it’s been a rough week, work’s been kicking my ass and just plain tired out. natty’s been having fun with me by talking to me after she comes to bed and i’ve been asleep for 10-30 mins. apparently i get into some sort of twilight zone and just blut shit out. last night i angrily said “i thought YOU were covering the presentations” and rolled over in a huff. it seems to tickle her, i guess anything i can do to make her happy.
so the night before last the phone range at 10 pm, well after our cut off point (that was pretty good curb your enthuisasmsmansm) but i got it anyway, you know in case my stocks crashed or something (silly i don’t have any stocks, i’m all in bonds though–no i’m not). do this woman, on the other end, with a southern accent asks:
“June?”
“no”
“is june ma(insert my lastname) there?”
“no”
“you see i’m not selling anything”
“oh really?”
“yea, and i’m not selling anything, and i’m looking for my cousin, june (my last name) and i was on that internet and i saw this listing as ‘j (my last name);”
“yeah that’s me buti dont’ know a june”
“well can i ask you some questions?”
“no”
“no? you seen ive been lookin for my cousin june”
“hey, it’s late you can’t just call people randomly”
“it’s late wehre you are, were you sleeping?”
“no, but it’s late, goodbye”
“but i’m, i’m…”
click
i dunno i thought that was weird.
so our new neighbor seems to be really big on this neighorly thing. she’ll just knock on the door when she needs something, which i guess is, eh, ok, but certainly not what we’re used to. so a couple weeks ago she came by to have me look at her newly rebathed (apparently that’s a word) bathroom. you see, you can pay people to come and encase your old crappy bath tub and walls with this faux marble stuff. so her water was off so she came to use our bathroom. i dunno i just don’t do that sort of thing. then when they guys finished she asked me to come by and look at the thing, b/c they did pretty crappy job. so then yesterday (well friday) she came by to use the phone b/c her phone had been out for a while and the company wasn’t comign to fix it. i dunno it’s just weird to me. that and they never park in front of their house. if there is space, they just go up to any parked car and park behind it. i guess it’s to make sure there is no wasted space. me, i’m a fan of everyone parks in front of their house, no matter what the spacing is. i guess i’m weird like that. god i need a house with a driveway.