it’s raining….it’s pouring…
so! raining. again. what can ya do? dreary. maybe it is cool enough to open the window? that would rock. spinning and listening to the rain, mmmm.
so, yesterday, the 19 year old couple next door got into a big big fight (elizabeth, remember the ones that talked all night about smoking pot whilst you were here?) he was screaming at her and calling her bad bad names and she was pretty much just crying. i asked jake if he thought that i should call the cops. i am that person that always interferes. i don’t want to realize that someone was murdered because i didn’t want to get involved, so i always get involved. so anyway, there doesn’t sound like hitting is going on, but about 1/2 an hour later, i get back from the PO and there are still fighting. not long after, her mom comes and the boyfriend leaves. then her dad comes, then 3 cop cars, then one of them leaves to go and find him. and another one arrives. he shows up, the search his car, make him take off his shoes, find what looks like a bit of a joint and finally let him go, telling him he can’t go near her. i am assuming her threatened her or hit her, i am not sure that they would have let him go if he had hit her. dunno. and she obviously didn’t want anyone to call the police and just sat on the porch, miserable. i felt really bad for her. she seems like she comes from a reasonably upstanding family and is a smart girl.
i always hope that girls can get it right a bit earlier than i did. skip some of the drama. the ironic part is that i hate drama…well i love drama on tv, but not it for me. if that makes sense. so that was the excitement of the day.
i watched treasure hunters last night, which is like the amazing race, but way less evil. there is a pastor and his family who appear to be the most shady people of the bunch, and one of the teams were formerly CIA, so that is no good, eh? it looks pretty good. what else? well i watched kyle xy, which jake mocked me for…the dude has NO BELLYBUTTON! how could i NOT watch it? huh? it was actually really good. it including him peeing his pants. how can you lose?
i got 3 more postcards from the postcard swap yesterday that i need to take photos of and they were really pretty. i have gotten two that were lame and 3 that were really pretty. when i mailed my postcards, it turned out that i cut them about 1/4 inch too big so that i had to pay for a letter rather than a postcard. did you know that they have no weight limit? how many ideas does that give you? they were matte board, well, you guys saw them, but, anyway. i made sure that they were pretty much indestructible. not everyone did that, although a lot of people put them in envelopes and also on another card to protect them. i am going to do a swap again and make it crazy and HEAVY (er).
due to cramping, i have been drinking raspberry tea rather than coffee…and i miss it! so maybe some coffee today?
farmer’s market today, but miserable miserable weather. so.
smoooooochies!
n.
Kat said,
June 27, 2006 @ 11:32 am
I had a horrible neighbor not too long ago. A 17 year old who lived with his grandparents. They’d get in screaming matches around three in the morning (almost always the day before a big test at the university). Anyway, I had to call the police once on them because the kid was beating up his grandmother and throwing her against the wall.
pam said,
June 27, 2006 @ 1:43 pm
ugh. I have a couple across my street with a newborn baby. The guy was beating on her while she was holding the baby a few weeks ago, and was trying to tear the baby out of her hand. I called the cops immediately, and as I live in a hairy neighborhood, asked that they didn’t come and talk to me because I didn’t want these people to know I called for fear of a brick coming through my window…or worse, a bullet. So of course the cops come right up my porch stairs. Idiots.
I have my screaming matches, but man, let a dude frikken lay a finger on me and they’ll pull back a stump. It kills me to see battered women just take it.
Tala said,
June 27, 2006 @ 4:30 pm
I had a neighbor like that in my old apartment - they were middle eastern and he would scream at her in a foreign language, which somehow makes it worse. And they had a little baby who would scream the entire time he was yelling. I called the cops a couple of times on them. And now I have a neighbor next door who is a total PSYCHO who will all of a sudden start screaming “I F*#%$* HATE IT HERE! I HATE YOU I HATE THIS I HATE IT HERE” over and over again. She’s screamed the F-bomb a few times loudly enough that my 2-year-old can hear it over the TV, so the next time that happens, I’m calling the cops on her. Total nut job, can’t wait to get out of here!
BTW, GORGEOUS new yarns! I love them!