You know, I’m sick and tired of putting up with my neighbors. Today they were in the backyard area and one of them was reaching up to my window and pushing on my window fan to make it rattle in the window frame. Somehow, I’m not trusting my neighbor and will be pulling the fan out and closing my windows before I leave for work. I’ve already caught them peeking in my windows where the curtains are open to allow air to come in the windows. I’m really not happy with the neighbors as of late, and I definitely plan on complaining about their behavior to the landlords when I pay the rent this Friday. I should not feel uncomfortable in my own apartment.

And let me tell you, I will complain also about their kids’ behavior. Screaming, yelling, throwing things against my door, peeking in through the windows on my door. Yes I do believe that my landlord needs to be apprised of their behavior.

And I am not going to continue putting up with a fly trap on my front porch because they feel it’s fine to leave trash on the damn steps. No way. Forget it. That crap is getting nipped in the bud.

I’d give them what for myself, but I don’t speak Spanish and they don’t speak English. Go figure.

My dog, Panda, loves peanut butter, as do most dogs. However, my dog is spoiled. LaShawn had jury duty today and ended up not needing the lunch she packed, so she tore up the sandwich into bite size pieces and fed it to Panda. He’s a spoiled pupper dog indeed.

Panda also had a seizure this morning, but as with last time, once the fog cleared, he was fine. This time he’s a bit on the sleepy side, but other than that, he’s doing fine. He’s eating, so that’s good. I know there’s something terribly wrong if he doesn’t eat, especially if it’s a human food treat.

I suppose I’d better get going. I have to go to work today. Bleh.