from the dentist. Thankfully he only gave me half the amount of anesthesia, so the numbness will wear off soon, at which point I will be able to eat something. Last night I dug a pathway from the front of my house out into one side. The other side of the sidewalk in front of the house is completely covered in snow and my nieghbor hasn’t shoveled it, so I did the other side where someone next door had cleared their section.
I was throwing some salt on the part that I had cut out this morning and discovered that a sub human had decided to use it as a toilet. Whoever it was, had taken the trouble to walk down the pathway in front of my place which goes to my house and nowhere else, and take a leak there. Was it one of my neighbors? It wasn’t an animal because the snow is too high and there were no paw prints anywhere.
I don’t know, but it was a deliberate act, disgusting and offensive. I’d cut their dick off with a hacksaw if I caught them. Fucking shit head. The house on that side has always been problematic. Before I built the fence, “people” would use the front garden as a restroom. It’s low rent housing that’s owned by one of the many Hasidic landlords in this town and there has been a revolving door of mostly losers, and the brain dead drains on society for ever.
Some of them are worse than others, and the really bad ones are usually of a particular species. I won’t bother to list the amount of annoyances this has brought over the years, but it has given me a great incentive to not repeat that mistake. Those realities didn’t exist for me until I started living here.
Enough said. Perhaps I will have a band rehearsal this week. It’s one of the reasons I made that pathway last night, so those guys could get in here. The mailman wouldn’t care. He won’t have deliver this week’s junk mail, big deal There was a lot of snow, at least two feet out the front and two feet out the back. In some places it was more because the snow drifts piled up near the fence and walls. It’s boring and exhausting to deal with, and I don’t wanna live in this part of the world forever. I doesn’t get better, I’m not getting used to it. It will be a great day when I can kiss this ice, snow and “neighbors” goodbye.
I watched an old movie last night called The Velvet Vampire. It was filmed in and around the California Palm Springs and Joshua Tree area. I could feel the heat beating down as they drove through the desert. California is somewhat problematic however. I lived in San Francisco for five years, and although the climate is pretty much perfect, the political climate is not.
Without going into too much detail, there is a lot of activism which, whether if you agree with or not, can be very annoying if you’re trying to get somewhere. Protests shut down the streets, and there were protests about something or other every second week, or so it seemed.
I was glad to leave at he end of it, and it is a shame because the weather is damn near perfect. It’s the people who nurture permanent grievances about everything that have ruined it for everyone else. I can’t imagine what it’s like to live somewhere like Minnesota. There’s activism all day long and on top of that the weather is worse than here.
update..after I got through laboriously cutting a path through the snow wall out to the street this morning, I have now just seen some cunt from next door with a small dog walk right up to that exact spot outside my house, stand there and watch as her dog pisses where I’m supposed to walk. Go and let your dog piss outside your own house… fuck these people.
Good Day.