We’ve moved in to our new house and become observers of unusual phenomena. From the strange pipe sticking out of the one neighbour’s house that at irregular intervals splashes out a tonne of water into their front yard from who-knows-where, to the older gal who orders a cab at least once a day only to sit in her driveway in it for 15-20 minutes, to the massive heaps of dog poo lying in the driveway of the same lady’s driveway where they keep their 3 large canines in a cage when they have a perfectly nice back yard they could be using.
I’m amused by anything and I enjoy coming to my own conclusions, so this neighbourhood is a real fit for me. I think Miklos is okay with it too. He’s been busying himself making this place look amazing and getting the rest of our stuff over here. Last night he lay in a mess of the most static-y styrofoam we’ve ever seen, assembling my new laptop cart. It came with a cable lock! The cable lock probably cost as much as I paid for the cart total. I like it!
Oh good, my ganglion is hurting. This is atypical of it. Maybe it’s emptying, after 7 years. Ew, I just looked them up on Wikipedia and I can assure you I do not have it as bad as those weirdos.