« Well, there's still one tiny neighbor... | Main | Chicken with grapes. »
March 28, 2006
I can't think of a title for this post. I'm tired and watching Gilmore Girls.
Charlie's cat has a temporary home with one of Eliza's co-workers, but I think she still needs a permanent place to live. At least she is no longer hanging out by herself in an empty apartment.
Something I will not miss about my next door neighbors: the drunk friends who come visit and don't know which apartment "Mike" lives in. Mike's friends are never quite sure where he lives and tend to try my door first (because it's the closest to the stairs?). One of them just stopped by and drunkenly wanted to use the phone (I didn't let him), which was very disconcerting, since I wasn't sure he would go away.
Luckily, my nice former neighbor was upstairs finishing up the move and called to see if I was okay. Luckily, I tend to keep the door locked when I'm home- especially having talked to Charlie about his roommate's friends, who were the reason he decided to move out.
Posted by kelseyfrost at March 28, 2006 09:07 PM
Comments
Post a comment
Thanks for signing in, . Now you can comment. (sign out)
(If you haven't left a comment here before, you may need to be approved by the site owner before your comment will appear. Until then, it won't appear on the entry. Thanks for waiting.)