first of all, i wish to apologize to everyone that was in camp for poofing....
last night....i found out how thin the walls are here. and how hot my temper really is...
i've lived in this apartment for almost a year now, and have played the modern american, single woman...ignoring the yelling next door. last night, it was worse..glass was breaking. storming over with the trusty cell phone in hand....and beat on the door. no answer, just a sudden quiet. so i called the cops. and paced...waiting. the guy opened the door, before the cops showed up...trying to block the door, but from the view of the living room...something was way wrong. this guy started yelling at me...which is what kinda made everything snap. here's the deal...he was beating his dog...this sad, adorable basset hound, for shitting on the floor (hey...not the dogs fault that the guy didn't take him out) while he was standing there yelling at me about minding my own bussiness, that poor dog kinda limped around the corner and let out the most pathetic blood chilling whine.
~exhales~
long story short...the cops arrested the guy, both for animal abuse (samson is at the vet clinic, being treated for broken ribs, and some internal damage, but will make it)...and for punching his extremely pissed off neighbor chick...right as the cops where coming up the steps. i spent the rest of the night, filling out paper work, and visiting the er (a few butterflys over my right eye, and having the eye examined, which is ok...just swollen and bruised at the moment).
happily, they have decided not to press charges against me for all the very loud screaming...and opted to over look the fact i had shoved the guy back into his apartment, trying to get to the dog. (after all the guy out weighs me by a good 150 lbs, and has me by about 6 inches in height, who will by the fact a skinny lil blonde could out muscle him)
anyways....
all is quiet here now...and am thinking of adopting a dog~chuckles~
