I was informed by the FOUR avid readers I have that I've been slacking. I apologize. Or not?! Well, regardless, I realize that it has been a bit of time since I've been on here blabbing about what I find interesting and the crap that has been happening in the 2220X.
It's easier to start with a list and finish with a story.
- I just filed my taxes and owe our great govn't (that makes me more upset with each day) $6,300.
- I got a part-time gig on campus planning events. Yes, watch out GMU Arlington Life, this girl is gonna show you a good time!
- The 24 hr stomach flu sucks and mind you, it's not always 24 hrs ... (going on hr 30 right now)
- I found my world map (WIN!), lost my birth certificate (LOSE!)
- Neighbor boy & I = :)
- The Arlington Police are now securely in my phone
Oh yes, March was a good month. I forgot the one joy of being self-employed means owing the govn't a nice sum of money come April. As much as it pains me to write the checks, I must remember that it's for the better of society and that must mean some kick-butt health care no?! Speaking of which, even though it's *done* it's not done here in the Beltway. The subject is old to me, but I have a feeling it won't go away. Though, if anything great will come of it, I'm thinking it'll be called a Tuesday in November. Just my opinion.
Some people have been asking about the snowy day of being locked out and taken in by the neighbor. Apparently there were some mutual thoughts between the two of us. So after a lot of bickering (we're kinda the opposite... in every which way) we have managed to enjoy a good many insightful conversations and share our love of music, sports and an occasional episode of A Prairie Home Companion. Yes. You read that correctly. We both like it. A lot. Be quiet. And that's all I'm going to say about that on here because this wasn't created for me to talk about girly relationship crap.
Probably the most exciting bit that has happened since I've last been on here and since I've seen a few of you includes a neighbor (different one than the previously mentioned), a stick and the cops.
This past Sunday a buddy of mine was over washing his car in my drive-way, back of the house while I was reading on the deck. I heard someone else talking to my buddy so I get up to see who it is. An older man, holding a stick (that looked like a club), was shaking it at my buddy, swearing and making odd accusations about killing dogs and people. We were all confused as to what his problem was and tried to calm him down. It was apparent that we were not going to be able to do that so I asked him to leave if we could not help him. He swore at as and that was when I threatened to call the cops on him. He wasn't letting down. I called out M (female roommate) to come out there so buddy wouldn't be alone with crazy man while I called the cops. After being accosted over and over, including death threat the man left. We followed to see where he ended up (three houses down) and informed the cops of this.
M & I were shaken up a bit. Really, it's our neighbor and he's making death threats! It was obvious that he was confused and probably has dementia or something to that liking but still, you want to make sure all is safe for the entire hood and himself. The cops came as a nice s..l..o..w Sunday pace. We gave our report and asked for them to check on him. Yes, the cops were hot and well, they were hot. (uniform = yummo).
Since then we've been keeping an eye out, but haven't seen any activity. Through other neighbor sources we found out that it is true, he's been having some mental problems, and they claim it's potential Mad Cow disease. Yeah, that was self diagnosis. Go figure. I feel bad for the man, but there is a point where feeling bad is trumped by caring about safety of yourself and neighborhood. Hopefully he'll get the help he needs.
So yeah, all is quiet here on the 14th St. North front! And now back to work!
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1 comment:
YEAH!
Ginny's back!!
Also, you should carry mace. (The bat with spikes kind...)
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