My husband and I live in a cute little apartment complex on the decent side of town and my only REAL complaint is about all the frelling children! (I am not a kid person and will never allow one to rip it’s way out of me.) We are in a townhouse that’s in the middle of the complex and since there is no smoking inside I go outside to appease my deamon habbit. This is where it gets a little creepy. There is this guy who lives across the street from me and every time I go out front to smoke, alone or with a friend, he comes outside on his balcony and stares while he smokes! He actually leanes on the rail and sort-of poses and tries to show off his muscles. Wouldn’t you get creeped out by that?!?! Not only is it creepy, but it’s also very rude! I was raised not to stare, point, or run with scissors, and though I sometimes DO stare and point I don’t do it where the person can catch me! =] I mean, stare all you want but try to be sneaky and hide it by golly! Well, now that i’ve talked about smoking I have to go and blacken my lungs just a little bit more. =] Hopefully MUSCLE MAN won’t be out there this time. hahaha Oh well! I’ll get my friend Beth to moon him. Maybe he’ll be blinded by her white arse! (you know you have a white arse Beth=]) Well, Later Mater!