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Egads! It's Spring Break, and I've got nowhere to go! Basically, I've been stuck in my apartment for the last three days doing nothing but cleaning house and sealing up the windows so the rain can't get in. By God, drafty cracked stupid assed windows!
For those of you who didn't know, I lost most of my hearing in my right ear when I was three at a Billy Idol concert thanks in part to my dad (the world's biggest moron) holding me up next to a speaker for the whole show. Thanks a lot, dad, you asshole. And for those of you who know of my current legal battle with my father, he finally paid the money he owes me and my mother. Unfortunately, thanks to a "technicality" I won't be getting any of it until next week at the latest when I was supposed to have gotten it on March 26. Screw him. He's just trying to piss me off more than I already am. I hope mom wasn't just kidding about Ozzy Osbourne being my dad. He'd be a hell of a lot better than the one I wound up with.
Anyways, my apartment is now uber clean. Hopefully it'll stay this way until May. Doubt it, but I can dream. Also, the creepy guy who lives downstairs won't stop doing creepy shit! Everytime I leave he opens his door and watches me walk down the stairs. Then, when I come back, he's standing at the front door waiting to let me in. It's weird and disturbing... and does anyone have any pepper spray I can borrow? I wish I had brought my knife and crossbow with me when I moved, but I didn't want to deal with shipping them. Grr. I guess I have to stick with carrying around three pairs of scissors in my purse.
For those of you who didn't know, I lost most of my hearing in my right ear when I was three at a Billy Idol concert thanks in part to my dad (the world's biggest moron) holding me up next to a speaker for the whole show. Thanks a lot, dad, you asshole. And for those of you who know of my current legal battle with my father, he finally paid the money he owes me and my mother. Unfortunately, thanks to a "technicality" I won't be getting any of it until next week at the latest when I was supposed to have gotten it on March 26. Screw him. He's just trying to piss me off more than I already am. I hope mom wasn't just kidding about Ozzy Osbourne being my dad. He'd be a hell of a lot better than the one I wound up with.
Anyways, my apartment is now uber clean. Hopefully it'll stay this way until May. Doubt it, but I can dream. Also, the creepy guy who lives downstairs won't stop doing creepy shit! Everytime I leave he opens his door and watches me walk down the stairs. Then, when I come back, he's standing at the front door waiting to let me in. It's weird and disturbing... and does anyone have any pepper spray I can borrow? I wish I had brought my knife and crossbow with me when I moved, but I didn't want to deal with shipping them. Grr. I guess I have to stick with carrying around three pairs of scissors in my purse.
