since we have lived in our duplex, we have had 3 maybe 4 landlord/owners. the original couple who rented to us were great, but maybe too nice to be landlords, so they got out soon after we moved in. eversince then its been a progressively worse slide downhill to slumsville. somewhere along the way they decided: will only rent to drug addicts. the adverts must resemble something like this:
unit for rent, must use drugs, have criminal background {parole a plus}, slam doors regularly and be willing to leave furniture on lawn or driveway.
so we have a new neighbor whos drug of choice im guessing is meth. she came over this morning to yell at me about the heat (this is the second time). oh shes lovely. apparently our unit controls her unit (hehe, i said unit...). unfortunately for her, being the preggo person that i am, i am rarely cold now, so we havent really needed it. but after having her scrawny manic winter coat covered self shake wildly about on my porch this morning, i will be sure to bump it up a bit. i really dont need any more visits. and i do remember what its like, that meth cold. yuk. soo glad those days are over...
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yet another reason a cough syrup habit is better than a meth habit.
hey claire--love your digital pictures. you still gotta post a pic of yourself all 50 pounds heavier n shit.
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