Saturday, January 05, 2002
|7:34 PM|
Dammit. I just heard what sounded an awful lot like a gunshot. I'm staying away from my windows for a few minutes to be on the safe side. It didn't sound like a car backfiring, and this is Texas. Though, since this is Texas, if that was a gunshot I should have heard some return fire. Oh well.
The people downstairs are blasting some kind of dischordant awful music that is Bass heavy. It'd be fine if it was rythmic, but this crap sounds like someone trying to start a weedwacker with a jackhammer. I should turn on my sound system and make them pay for their sins. Nah, I'd be the one to catch crap from the apartment complex. I just wish these idiots would play something decent.
Back to cleaning. I'm organizing all the books that should be on shelves. I'm using my massive, dangerous, steel shelves to hold them[the books] but to have any semblence of order I'm having to put the books into cardboad boxes before placing them on the shelf. Oh my, life be my wild mistress.
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