I now live in a town that asethically beats the other one to bits. The air is fragranced with jasmine, roses and donuts. My old neighborhood smelled like urine and putrefaction. Yeah yeah you say but is this just the honeymoon phase? We read where you used to like your old neighborhood when you first moved in. Oh please I'm trying to walk on the sunny side of the street! I still don't like people per se and yes the building reeked of pot on moving day but I'm making an effort.

I named the neighbor to my left R. Kelly because for 2 days now they sound as if they are Trapped In The Closet. I haven't yet named the neighbor right below me who complained for a solid week and upon hearing that I had cats asked if I could cage them at night.

Some day as god is my witness I will live somewhere where I don't hear my neighbors not because I'm deaf but because they are far far away.

The Bridge On The River Kwai is an awesome movie. Long ago dad made us watch it and I remember being impressed by the whistling but that it was a long long movie. I'm still as impressed by that whisting - omg - just noticed my shirt is covered in cat fur as I left the house without using the lint brush - d'oh! Alec Guiness was remarkable. So was William Holden. Of course watching the before show comments by the host is all different. I can't look at that man anymore without growling low in my belly. Rat bastard. Sssh he is saying some interesting things! The message is good but the messenger not so much.