This weekend, our neighborhors had a crazy party. Usually our building is quiet, but of course it had to be the only other people on our floor. And then one of their motorcycle's alarm started going off constantly. So J goes over to see if it's somebody at the parties bike . . . and the neighbor is a massive *** to J.
Dude, you really didn't want to tick me off. I am a very kind person, but if you mess with me, you're in big trouble. And if you mess with someone I love, you are DONE. I swear to God I'm going to pee on his bike.
I'm so tired of self-centered, self-important NYC DOUCHE BAGS.
(In more mature news, it looks like we'll be getting out at the end of MAY! My appointment went well so I may move out at the end of May to job hunt back north.)
Re: Need out . . .
Wow... doing a nice deed and this?! That just stinks!
GL on May! It'll be here before you know it!
Motorcycle?
Sugar. That is all.
(Except May is coming swiftly!)
LOL Aria.
That's super exciting about May - you have been wanting to blow that popsicle stand for a while, so I hope it's sooner rather than later! The biker sounds like a Douchey McDouche.