I am still awake.
Good:
Went out to Nieztche's (how the fuck do you spell that?) on Allen to see Rasputina, a band that consists of two women in corsets playing cello and cracking wise, while an emaciated man plays drums behind them. They rocked pretty damn hard, and were funny. Good show.
Bad:
The spammer from this morning has responded indignantly (!) to my accusation that she is spamming. She is trying to preach the word of saving wild birds to me. I am simply trying to point out to her that it's sort of rude to leave link drops on people's old entries that have absolutely nothing to do with the entry discussed. I am thinking of banning her; she's simply not seeing my point. (God fucking dammit, i was talking about how a bird startled a cat who then scratched me: I do not need to be Forcibly Educated about how birds die needlessly in window-related accidents. I know that. Fuck off.)
Also, Z has just bundled up our ripped-down morning glories, attached a note to them informing the neighbor that she can dispose of her own yard waste, and left them by her door.
You know what? So what if my garden is unruly and my house is not cute. I find the crazy old bat's threadbare muumuus offensive, and do I complain? No. She infuriates me: she is a hateful, horrible old hag and has nothing truly kind to say to anyone, and I will simply not speak to her again. It hurts my feelings that she finds my garden unappealing, and disturbs me that she would do violence against it rather than speaking to me about it, but I really would rather not spare her any more attention. She's just hateful, and I wish I could ignore her entirely.
As it is I'll have to content myself with revving the scooter motor a lot early in the morning and late at night. I need my practice!
Also, I believe we need some pink flamingoes for the front lawn. That, and a ratty bamboo fence. Yes.
Good:
Went out to Nieztche's (how the fuck do you spell that?) on Allen to see Rasputina, a band that consists of two women in corsets playing cello and cracking wise, while an emaciated man plays drums behind them. They rocked pretty damn hard, and were funny. Good show.
Bad:
The spammer from this morning has responded indignantly (!) to my accusation that she is spamming. She is trying to preach the word of saving wild birds to me. I am simply trying to point out to her that it's sort of rude to leave link drops on people's old entries that have absolutely nothing to do with the entry discussed. I am thinking of banning her; she's simply not seeing my point. (God fucking dammit, i was talking about how a bird startled a cat who then scratched me: I do not need to be Forcibly Educated about how birds die needlessly in window-related accidents. I know that. Fuck off.)
Also, Z has just bundled up our ripped-down morning glories, attached a note to them informing the neighbor that she can dispose of her own yard waste, and left them by her door.
You know what? So what if my garden is unruly and my house is not cute. I find the crazy old bat's threadbare muumuus offensive, and do I complain? No. She infuriates me: she is a hateful, horrible old hag and has nothing truly kind to say to anyone, and I will simply not speak to her again. It hurts my feelings that she finds my garden unappealing, and disturbs me that she would do violence against it rather than speaking to me about it, but I really would rather not spare her any more attention. She's just hateful, and I wish I could ignore her entirely.
As it is I'll have to content myself with revving the scooter motor a lot early in the morning and late at night. I need my practice!
Also, I believe we need some pink flamingoes for the front lawn. That, and a ratty bamboo fence. Yes.
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Date: 2005-09-29 05:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-29 08:15 am (UTC)For the neighbor's enjoyment, I recommend garish holiday decorations left to gather a good weather patina for at least three months after the holiday has passed.
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Date: 2005-09-29 10:15 am (UTC)But I'm too lazy.
It is difficult, to have a neighbor like that.
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Date: 2007-01-09 11:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-10 04:37 am (UTC)But we haven't gotten around to it.
And we don't know where we should look to find out who owns our fence!! We think it really is her fence, because the fence on the other two sides of the yard is nice but that one's all shitty and weird. So we think it really is hers, but we should totally fight her over the exact precise location of the property line. Because she's old and with any luck has a bad heart....
I wish I were kidding, but this woman has been the bane of this house's occupants for goddamn twenty years. Z (my boyfriend)'s great aunt lived here from the fifties onward and this goddamn dingbat has been an insensitive cow that entire time.
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Date: 2007-01-11 01:04 am (UTC)Just keep composting until it gets HUGE and smelly. I can bring over ALL SORTS of nasty things to compost. I have three rabbits, and they make lots of nasty gross urine soaking bedding and poop. My friend brings her compostable food to my house... one time she left three nasty rotten pumpkins at my house.
I built a 6 foot fence around my backyard because my back-door neighbor's kid likes to trespass in our yard to shortcut to his grandfather's house next to us, often breaking our stuff. We started by buying fence panels and wiring them onto the existing fence, but said grandfather FREAKED OUT and threatened to call the cops for tying something onto HIS fence. I can tell he just didn't want us to put up a fence. Luckily one of our friends is a signmaker, and knows how to put posts in the ground, and now we have a really nice fence all over the yard (which took ALL WEEKEND to build). We also get along a little better with the neighbors.. but not the kid that would trespass. We still refer to him as "that fucking chubby kid" even though he's 6.5 feet tall now and not chubby.
We'll be selling this house soon, and moving to a much larger house in Cheektowaga. I met our ONLY next door neighbor (parking lot on other side) and she seems nice, she even said she leaves for the entire summer... maybe she'll let me use her yard for veggie gardening.
Want my house? 700 square feet, corner of Niagara and Hertal in buffalo, $20,000. If you got a 15 year mortgage, payments are only $ 166.08 a month! And with the STAR program, you have NO property tax. Haha.. I know, no one wants to move to this neighborhood. We probably won't have too much trouble finding a buyer, probably an investor, because if you buy this house and rent it out, you make back what you spent in 4 years. I'm considering renting it out myself, but there were tenants in this house when we first bought it, and that was a nightmare.
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Date: 2007-01-12 03:00 pm (UTC)I am actually living in a pretty sweet deal of a house at the moment-- belonged to my boyfriend's great-aunt, who recently died and left it to his mother, and she's letting us live there if we pay the taxes and fees and bills on the house. We keep considering buying the place, but then it would cost us more to live here. Except that the electrical needs updating and the second storey needs insulation, and all kinds of little work needs to be done but if we're embarking upon such improvements we should probably buy the house first.
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Date: 2007-01-13 06:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-09 11:24 pm (UTC)