I think the tranny’s upstairs are my Chinese water torture. Or maybe they are the Chinese people and each loud step they take across the apartment is like a drop of water slowly but surely driving me insane. You never know when it will come or how loud it will be, what room it will be in, you don’t know when it will end, when it will start up again, but it always does. They always take another step.
Last night we went to tell them to keep it down, because I was in the process of losing my mind. When they heard us knock on the door a girl(I don’t think she was actually a girl) peaked through the blinds and said, “it’s white people at the door.” I wasn’t really offended but when would it ever be appropriate for me, a white person, to say that about anyone else? Should I have said “There’s a black cross-dresser peaking through the blinds.”?
They were playing beer pong….some dressed as men, some dressed as women.
random happiness of the day:Dana and I are at the moment sitting in a wonderful little cafe in Addison. If you are ever in Addison come to Astoria, in Addison Circle. Its a wine bar/coffee shop. It is oh so cozy and even has a faux fireplace. it reminds me of Europe.
random annoyance of the day: Today at school I had to take pictures of kids in front of a holiday tree. Maybe I sound like an ultra conservative senior citizen, but really? Listening to a teacher say holiday tree over and over again, just sounds dumb.
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