There are some things that bother me, and in the past few days, 2 of them have surfaced as "things that REALLY bother me". Let me tell you about them!
1. The phone situation
When talking on my home phone (normal land-line), I get significant bleedover from my neighbor. Once I heard him buying pot (or perhaps oregano in strangely-measured quantities). This has been going on for a while, but last night while I was on the phone I heard him say, "Oh, my neighbor is trying to make a call." I had no idea he could hear ME. I'd assumed it was a one-way deal, and when he was really engrossed in conversation I'd just usually hang up and call back the person I was talking to later.
I don't know him all that well and he seems perfectly nice, but I DO know that he has a penchant for guns and knives, keeps rattlesnakes as pets, and owns the largest german shepherd I have ever seen.
This phone thing has been going on for ages, and it has now gone on much too long to ask him about it...I think I'll just call the phone company and see if they can fix it. I don't want to have some blazed-up viper sicced on me, you know?
2. That guy who is probably a murderer
This is a different guy. Like I said, I think that my neighbor is a nice guy.
This is a guy who I know. That's all the detail I'll give because I think he might be a sociopathic killah. A real "Body parts in the icebox" kind of dude.
In my life, I can think of maybe 3 people (including this one) who, if you saw on the CNN ticker they'd been arrested on multiple counts of murder and corpse abuse, you'd say, "Yeah, I can see that." This guy is definitely at the top of that pyramid. Every time I see him I pray he can't see in my eyes that I know his mind is squirming like a toad. Other people know it too, but they are too scared of him to say anything. Jeez, I hope he doesn't read this blog. Yeesh. Ummm ... hey, you guy there? Yeah, I'm totally not talking about you. Put down the mattock and lawn darts.