IWGs

Today has started out pretty good. At 303am, I won a playstation prize pack from an instant win game on mycokerewards.com. I also got 6 coupons for free halls ( from an instant win game), and free sleep water from walmart, in the mail yesterday. It helped me ignore the fact that I got screwed, and not in an omg omg, harder harder kinda way.

I have been thinking about doing a giveaway, to bring readers here....considering I have a total of....let's see....0 readers.

Let's see....what little story should I write about today? One about myself? Yeah, sure why not. This is a no holds bar with everyone else, so I might as well keep myself in it too.

Let's talk about my neighbors.

Last year, I bought a house. Unfortunately, when you are looking at houses, you don't really get to interact with the neighbors before you buy it. Also, you don't get to know they employment records of everyone on the block. This was shitty for me because most of my direct neighbors are housewives. And we all know housewives....gossip and drama. And that's exactly what I got.

My one neighbor, we'll call her Karen, came home with a, seemingly, full bred german shepherd. Her story about how she found the dog that night was that it was tied to a *brick* in a park late at night. And OBVIOUSLY the dog was being abused and was unwanted. So they took it home. Well, to begin with, I have a german shepherd, and she wouldn't just stay still tied to a brick and not move. Also, the dog looked healthy.

Well, a few days later, I was told by my boyfriend that the cops were called on Karen because they thought it was a police dog in training; and I, being the smart person that I am, assumed that it was the cop neighbor of mine. So, trying to be nice to the neighbors, and talk to them, I asked the neighbor (the house wife) on the other side of Karen, if the cop was the one who called the police.

I should have known better because, apparently, the house wife was better friends with Karen than I thought. She ran over to her telling Karen, and everyone else, that I was the one who called the cops and that I was blaming the cop neighbor. It was a sloppy mess. A lot of yelling on the house wife's part, screaming that she doesn't want to get involved. Yeah, cause what she did wasn't getting involved. Now all the neighbors hate me, and talk shit about me all the time.

They started saying shit like I am the cause of the clovers in their yard. Yeah, me. Not the lack of nitrogen in the soil....but me. They said other shit too. I actually had a neighbor from down the street come up to me on a monday afternoon, drunk as a skunk, screaming at me, saying I said shit about the neighbors on facebook. A. I  didn't say anything but that I needed help dealing with them. B. OMG you stalked me on facebook?

Oh, and by the way, they sold the dog....twice. Once to a person who gave it back, and let them keep the money, and again to another person. Ohhh.....and since then, they have been buying puppies and selling them for more money....yep....seriously....."buying" puppies....

-Wolf