Just got home and mah kitties are parading around me and then I hear one of the people living over me (he's rather heavy - and not really so sociable - as I met him and his roommate last weekend - freak - everyone around here is 22 years old - I feel like an old school marm - but, hehe, hardly!!
So I meet them and shake hands and the one stand offish guy is the one over my bedroom. Walks like a rock he does. eh, whatever if that's all it is.
OK, enter tonite.
I just walk in - open my front windows - the side window BUTTS up to his handrailing - I mean - we're that close - it's townhouses - and I hear this person (shall I be polite here?, no) JUMPING DOWN THE EFFIN stairway - comes to a stop at the end and closes his door.
I, look over.
<GOUGS EYES> He's bent over, crack well displayed for me to view - WITH CRACK RESTING ON MY NEW SCREEN!!! - wtf - and he's shaking a can of stuff that sounds like paint!!!
So ME - I mean MEEEE! TUDE - pissed off and thinking wtf walk into my kitchen listening to paint being shaken and then sprayed in the can - - I last for 10 seconds in my kitchen and don'tcha know the SNOT is back up stairs and my room smells like paint.
OK, I met the two little shmoos last weekend -his roommate (they're both 22 - but so what) was cool - he actually plays some pretty dam coo music - the other schmuck who averted eyes and eventually gave the handshake is my problem boy.
I will win btw. Will be talking to the boy who exposed his crack to me tomorrow.
Wrong on two counts.
he has a bad crack too.
Hmmm - wonder if it would be interesting should I post a sign visible to them only on how I didn't appreciate the bad crack and please do not affixiate me anymore, unless I approve of the aerosols.?