Sunday, December 03, 2006

I left work at 9.30pm last night, went to bed at 1am, and was woken up by kids talking at the playground at 7am.

They just went on and on, all 7 of them, all teenage delinquents, most likely drunk, or on drugs.

I couldn't possibly call the police this time, so I tried to bear with it.

But it just cheesed me off so badly, that these useless kids who have nothing better to do and too lazy to find a job, are affceting my rest.

I had breakfast and did the usual morning thing, then I crashed back to bed at 9am. Spencer bit my ankle, as a form of protest.

I don't know what time those kids left, but I know they are from the third floor.

Spencer was sleeping on the sofa when I woke again at 11.30am. Still tired. Posted by Picasa


At 6:36 pm, Blogger san said...

The cat looks like how you feel cat-aunty :) Frazzled! These kids must really be incorrigible and rude!


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