Moving on UP!
Actually I’m not that happy about having to move. It wasn’t my first choice. In fact my first choice was trying to get those horrible parents to move - that’s right, horrible. Their kid looks like a monkey and they’re embarassing excuses for human beings, like most parents are. It all spiraled out of control when I told them to make that kid quiet ASAP and the mother just came screaming at me like a whirlwind. She was shouting at Ira and crap! What gives her the right? I got her back though when I left a packet on her doorstep telling her how not to stop being fat. Haha, I hope she started bawling when she saw it.
But I’m moving out for good in two weeks. The new place is nice and big and there are no babies in the vicinity, thank god. I had to work pretty hard to find a person to move in with me. Apparently Ira isn’t that easy to get along with, or so they say. I think I’m really easy to get along with; I just need to find person who believes that they way I do and you do. You do don’t you?
Anyway Ira will be back next time with descriptions of the new apartment and living quarters. Can’t wait! Goodbye sleepless nights and bad neighbors! OVER IT!
