even though i know it goes nowhere, i can't bear to delete it. i've had it bookmarked and transferred from computer to computer over the years. it'll just stay as a monument of what was
Last Christmas is the worst SONG of all time. not just Christmas song, worst SONG. it's like listening to someone put a cheese grater up to your ear drums
i mean i will be too. the amount of indian and far east Asian folks are what saves this neighborhood from being so white picket fence that i'd really think about leaving. i'll take my super india market spices for $3 cheaper and much fresher than elsewhere and my awesome Korean candy thankyouverymuch. let the poor bastard a few doors down complain that DERTERKINOURJERBS while i enjoy the food.
they were right across the street from me. i closed my lights and peeked out of the side of my window twice. they never came over here and it's been a few hours so i think i'm good.
what, there's no middle ground between a neighborhood that had a great sense of community but had a lot of break ins and a neighborhood with 0 sense of community but is safe enough to have carolers go door to door