Six Months

Six months ago, our neighbors moved in. Tomorrow, they move out. About freaking time!

They were a bunch of punk asses. Petty criminals which the police knew about. Dressed like they were gangstas. Inconsiderate assholes who thought the world existed for them.

Much to my happiness, they are finally leaving. They have woken me up soo many times in the middle of the night over the past 6 months that I've just stopped counting. Twice this week they woke me up. Well, the second time was because of the police pounding on their door at 11pm. While I was tired, I had to listen on to what was going on. Not like I had a choice. They were on the other side of the bedroom wall.

So a chapter closes and I hope to some invisible force in the sky that the next tenants are from the swedish swimsuit team. Ok, not really cause that would be creepy. Japanese would be good. Ok, now I'm just creepy. Dressed in cosplay outfits. Really, really, really, creepy.

On another note, I will be down in the Tri-Cites at the end of October. Be scared. Or creeped out.

Pics of Old

So, I went looking through some of my old pics that I've kept around on my computer for years and found this one.

This is Raphael. My cat from when I lived at home with my parents. He was a good cat. Sometimes I miss him. He would always sleep on my water bed, knead his claws into my tummy, and be ever so relutant to give out his purrs. He was a good cat. Its funny we named him after the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles which were popular when we got him.

This is Calla. She was more my sister's cat. She was a good cat too. She was very hairy though. *sigh* I'm gonna have to get a cat when we get our own house.

This is a picture of perch. I believe we got these at Potholes. The one in the middle is the one I caught. I tell the truth. The big one did not get away that day. I haven't been fishing in years. I'm probably out of practice now.

Well, them are the pics I want to show. Cats and fish. *sigh*