Naked Neighbors No Longer Naked, At Least Not Right In Front Of Me

My naked neighbors finally got new curtains! Actually, they are blinds, and they even go all the way down so I no longer have to see their nether regions. I no longer have to see the dude talk on the phone (loudly) and scratch his testicles. For this I am grateful. You know what I was thinking? The dude would scratch his sweaty balls whilst on the phone and then eventually he’d switch hands so his ball-covered hand would be all over the phone. So what I’m trying to say here is that his phone probably smells like balls. OMG I AM NAUSEOUS. It’s like sometimes you use a mic and it smells really really bad. Like the contents of someone else’s stomach. It is kind of gross. So do you think his girlfriend ever picks up the phone and think, hmm, this phone smells funny. And yet familiar. Like my boyfriend’s balls. Anyway this is what I was thinking. And now, through the power of words, you are thinking it too. Enjoy that, it was for you. A gift from me to you.

Your welcome.

In other news: My lease is up. So I must decide whether I should stay in this crapbox apartment or move into another crapbox apartment which may or may not be the same rent. I have a feeling it might be more. So I must make a decision. I am thinking I should move to another crapbox apartment. Seems like the right thing to do, I think. I like that after months of my neighbors being naked and making loud sexy time, they finally get curtains, and THEN I move. Ha ha ha. Sigh, sob, laugh, repeat.

Last weekend I went to Detroit. Yes, Detroit. Yes, there. No, I didn’t get shot. No, I didn’t see Eminem. I did however drop my camera and shattered it. The ironic part is that I did this while TRYING TO PUT ON THE WRIST STRAP SO I WOULD NOT DROP IT. Basically it was like destroying $300. Like oh is that $300 I see? I better rip it up and then light it on fire.

Look how nice it looks! I did notice that I can still take pictures, I just can't see what I'm taking a picture of. Nor do I know what settings I am on. This could be a fun little device. Or it can BE TOTALLY FUCKING USELESS. Gah! I destroyed $300! If you see me on the street, punch me in the neck. Then, give me opposable thumbs. Obviously it is something I lack.

Anyway, I totally digressed there. So yes, I went to Detroit. One of my best friends on this planet Rosalyne is teaching at University of Michigan (surprise, surprise she is an architect) and she and the other teaching fellows pooled their fellowship cash monies to buy a house for $500 at an auction. Then, they installed cool shit. You can learn about the cool shit here. As you can see, it is very cool shit. They sold the house to some local artists for $1, which is also very cool shit. I would like them to come into my crapbox apartment and “deal with the situation”. This would mean ripping out part of a wall and sticking in another window, which is what Rosalyne did. Then of course, I would install curtains because this is what people do when they have windows. They put up curtains so they can be naked in private. This is something that happens pretty immediately and not, say, a few months after the fact. OMG I AM BEING PASS AGG.

4 Responses to “Naked Neighbors No Longer Naked, At Least Not Right In Front Of Me”

  1. jon:

    The ups and downs of this post are likely going to drive me to drink. Like in raising a glass “Cheers…here’s to Annie and her May 3rd blog post.” And I don’t see what’s so wrong with that. It’s a declaration of appreciation, much like a Hallmark card or a ginormous dragon tattoo, from your hipbone to your neck. At least I didn’t do that!

    PS: That Detroit cool shit story was….pretty cool. Thx.

  2. aaron:

    your camera gives off a very strong georgia o’keefe vibe.

  3. Jessan:

    Ha ha. That naked neighbor story is hilarious.

  4. JerryB:

    So happy to see that others like me don’t get pass/agg. I looked it up, and I am Very pass/aggress, but it doesn’t mean what I thought (like you). The antisocial behavior that I exhibit which I thought was P/A turns-out to be Borderline Personality. But don’t tell anyone – they lock you up for that sh*t!
    BTW, if you have renter’s insurance, it likely covers your camera, but likely has a $500 deductible. Even if it’s less, like 250, it wouldn’t be worth the 50 for the 3 1/2 hours of hassle and paperwork to get it.
    Another option is to buy the accident insurance when you buy your *new* camera. The Circuit City guy told me, “Wait until it’s about to expire, give your LCD monitor a nice drop on concrete, and bring it in for a new one.” Circuit City vanished 6 months later, relieving me of the dishonest option. OTOH, it’s likely 3rd party, but stealing through the mail is Very bad juju.
    I SO have these IRONIC (very rare proper use) ‘accidents’ myself. One my favorites is to hide a small valuable item from myself “in a safe” place. Then when I desperately need it, I can’t find it. Another is to volunteer to help a friend, then show-up really late, so everybody is pissed at me. I aim high, hit low – A Lot.

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