The First Child of Sundrip Journals (AOL Hometown hosting)

911 Comedy & Crackhead neighbors

It only happens to me! Only me! But one does have to laugh and take these things in stride. LOL. I called the police about a noise disturbance and during the conversation I stepped on the kitten, he screamed and I fell against the door dropping the phone. I picked up the phone and told her what happened and she was laughing like I was. So on a 911 phone call I stepped on the kitten and dropped the phone! LOL. Only me! Only me!

Brain Vomit 

It’s been a long strange day anyway. I ended up missing my therapy appointment because I fell asleep. I hadn’t been to sleep yet and it was like 8am, then suddenly it was 10 am and the next thing I knew it was noon. I was missing time left and right. I remember the dog getting sick and cleaning up after him. I laid down on the bed next to him. He threw up on the bed actually. I was lying with him and fell asleep. I woke up at 5:30 pm I think it was. After that I went out to play ball with him in the freezing cold. I bought a nerf ball and we played with football out in the snowy air. It was fun.  I came back home and I have to say that I don’t remember much of the day. Right now it’s a few minutes before 1am. I don’t think I’ve eaten at all today. I don’t remember eating anything and nothing is cooked. I noticed that some dishes were done but they were bone dry and no pans or anything was ……sheshhhhhhh, the police are at her door. I can’t believe that they came AFTER she turned the music off. They just told her to turn it down. I think security came and not PD, as usual. I did ask for an PD officer but I don’t think one came. Anyway, so I don’t know where the day went. I do remember dreaming about a house with red carpet. I was in the roof part of it, the attic I think it’s called. I was sleeping. I dreamed about my grandmother’s back yard and the street that slopes up, depending on which direction you’re coming from. I remember dogs use to chase me when I had to walk bythere to get home from school. In the dream this time there was snow on the ground and my grandfather was in the dream but I don’t know why. There was a parking lot behind the house, there were no neighbors around, it was quiet, in the dream it was quiet. I was escaping through a back door that led into a snow white field. The door exists but the field does not. My grandparent’s back yard was large and the pool was set in the back and fenced off. There was more yard past the protected pool but in the dream none of that was there. It was just snow and brown grass peaking out of the snow. I dream that a lot though, about a field in the back of the house and me trying to escape out of it. I dream about the attic and the red carpet a lot too. The dreams are more unsettling than they are what I’d call nightmares. My mother was in the dream and we were sitting in front of two elders that wanted to know what our Christian activity was. The mother started to cry and I moved away from her so she couldn’t touch me as she cried. She was disgusting me with her display of tears and I just didn’t want her to be touching me while she wept for sympathy. I was sitting on a love seat with her and I just kind of leaned over so she couldn’t touch me with her leg or arm or anything. I was then in bed with her in the same room. There was a Christian meeting going on with the 2 of us in a bed. She was sleeping but I was pretending to sleep while listening to the meeting. I was on my stomach and for some reason I couldn’t turn over. I was more or less frozen in that position but I was still trying to listen to the services. Later in the dream I was up and so was the mother. That’s when she started crying and I moved away from her. But in bed she was asleep and I was either pretending to sleep or frozen on my stomach, I can’t really tell which one it was. ……..i’m sorry, I just skipped out for a second. I think it was only a couple of minutes that I was “gone”. Sheshhhhh, I don’t know what happened there. Anyway, I don’t know how the dream ended. My train of thought is broken now.

The neighbor has turned her music back up. She’s not even trying to keep it down. I get sick and tired of that, especially since she knows she can get away with it. There isn’t going to be anything done and she knows it.

Anyway, I’m hungry now. I’ve got chops made so I’m gonna down two and hit the sheets. I’ve got to work tomorrow.

Austin

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