Weird neighbours.

Funny how I go out for some fresh air and just fill my lungs with decrepit smoke. Bah! Anyway I've cut down on that now to like, nil, after a chat with Adam. Also, funny how my best friend is more of a guiding father figure than my own biological one. I suppose thats all a two way street, and well, I'm not exactly the best son insofar as a father-son relationship goes. But I digress. I needed a cigarette tonight.

Anyway, we have quite of a lot of weird neighbours I discovered, just from standing on the balcony of my flat. Bogans next door talking about pot. Talking loudly about pot. People across the way watching The Biggest Loser on TV with all the lights off. Some crazy lady who keeps walking to the mail box a couple of times every hour. In the middle of the night. Almost constant flushing of toilets. Like, the same toilet. Someone has the runs methinks. And cats. Lots of cats.

Nice night though. It's warm enough to go outside without a jumper on, but still quite cool.


Listening to:
Title: Falling For You
Artist: Weezer
Album/station: Pinkerton (1996)
Length: 3.47