Wow. That Sure Ended Fast.

I can’t believe I’m saying this so soon, but today was such a hideous icky, suck butt day. I know! After all the glory that was last week, someone flung poo at the record player and made the music skip.

I spent the entire day freezing my labes off in the fabulous new house. This would have been much more tits if the heat had been on, but long story short, I had to wait around for nine effing cold ass hours for the gas and water bitches to turn shit on. So not only that, but I didn’t have food, and could hit the hizz because no water means no flushies.

As if that suckiness weren’t enough, my sister and I were completely brutalized by my new neighbor. She stopped by to drop off some lunch for me and pulled into the shared drive. It’s the first time she’d been there, and it was snowing, so it wasn’t easy to tell what the driveway situation was. Regardless, the neighbor comes home, pulls his car over in the middle of the street and gets out to come bang on the door to tell me how rude I am to park there. We were so shocked at the way he attacked me, my sister and I just began to apologize and hurry to move her car, when he says, "I don’t want even want to hear about it, honey." And slams my door in my face. Then, he screams at my sister the entire way to her car saying "Yeah, of course you didn’t realize. Welcome to the fucking neighborhood."

What. The. Fuck.

How is that someone’s first reaction? How does someone reach the conclusion that that kind of behavior is acceptable? If this were the tenth time I’d blocked his driveway, I could understand a polite knock on the door to ask me to move, but to yell at us like we had just slit his stupid yappy Shitzu’s throat over such a small incident?! Man, makes me wish I’d done something awesome enough to merit being screamed at. Maybe I should kill his dog. And boil it. You know, just to see what happens.