Monday

I don't think my Neighbors like me.

Within the span of a week the third floor neighbors, called Neighbors, have likely made two phones calls on my behalf. The first one, in theory, was to the fire department with regards to my noisy, incessant smoke detector. I'm confident that they also propped the front doors open to let the firemen in and I probably own them a thank-you for saving my life.

The second one, confirmed, was to the property manager with regards to my desperation. I went out into the hallway this evening, wearing only a sky-blue pirate bath towel, in order to bring in my bicycle, because they were moving heavy furniture down the stairs. I locked my self out.

I was able to jiggle my way back into the apartment before the manager showed up, but it doesn't do much aside for two brilliant demonstrations of awkward idiocy. I think they're moving soon.


FIRST WEEK UPDATE

1. Music/iPod/Hard Drive
It's Raining Men can come off of the iPod. and St. Elmo's Fire, and Lords of the New Church, and Dreams & Desires
2. NFL Stats/Draft Party
The Draft Party is on the 26th. Should be a good night.
3. Writing: Black Coffee, Oxbow Lake, Sitcom Show, Untitled Short, Play Edits. More play edits!
4. Schedule
Take off days Wed Sept. 12

5. Fall Restaurant Event
Update bottle list
Manager Meeting (Consolidate notes)

6. Cancel Magazines
7. Beer Description Doc
Styles Guide
8. Go Home
9. Watch Jaws/Matrix/Shining?
10. Copyrights
11. NFL Preseason & "Other Dates"
12. Dishes/Laundry
13. House Cleaning
14. Visit Karfliov
15. File Paperwork
16. Visit The Chain
17. Mad Blog (in progress)
18. Cross off things on other lists
19. Call Ma (surgery)
20. Call Pappy
29. Mail Verano's shirt
30. Get rid of lingering burning smell.
31. HH @ Local bar.
32. Get up by 10.
33. Dinner @ Good Luck China Town
34. Call Nanna.

Bad Stuff
21. Cigarettes
22. PNP
23. Cutty Sark
24. Do something stupid

Extra Credit
25. Jeans
26. Haircut
27. Shoes
28. Upgrade Verano's home flight.
29. Thank the girl upstairs for saving my life.

Monday is just not my day.

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