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Another hard rubbish day has been and gone. I added to my pc
collection, a p200, complete in every way apart from the only thing i
care about.

The hard drive.

The most fun one ive found came
from a real estate agent, all their files, entertaining incident reports
and such. Jordan got a p933 ages back, there is treasure to
be found.

Picked up a 80cm TV a few days back. Brought it home and plugged it in.
Working! Woo.

Plugged in my little dvd player – fuzzy.

Plugged in my antenna – fuzzy fuck.

Plugged in my dvd player – fuzzy gah.

Well then I have a bigass broken tv. What next ? THE INTERNET THE INTERNET
CAN HELP!!!

So I start researching TV repair and decide its worth a try, open it up while
its on (bad risk) and try to tune it manually.

I zapped myself and gave up happy to be alive� �

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Looked at, applied for and decided against a new job this week.
Fucking lack of sleep and puppies affect my judgment sometimes.
Oh man. In four days I would have been working graveyard for 5 years.

I hold the records for:

Hungry jacks cheeseburgers: 10
Urine length: 3.75meters
Urine height: 2.5meters
Tonight I earned myself another cool $100 for pepper spraying myself again. Ha Ha Ha

I hate my neighbors for the following reasons:

1. The property at the back and right of our house belongs to the owners (we rent) they get pissy about little things like trash piles and long grass.
Last time when they complained to the real-estate agent was sweet actually. I received a letter, one of those bad letters with an ultimatum and a course of action to avoid eviction.

Long grass.
The thing is the only long grass is in the back yard, about two car lengths�ankle high and not visible in anyway from the street or without coming onto “our” property.

So I call the agent and ask him about it, after I beat him around a little he admitted that he hadn’t come out, and hadn’t actually checked. Using the lowest setting on my sarcasm dial I suggested that he should.

…and he did…and it was fine. Assholes.

2. The same people above like building stuff, with nail guns and saws and tradies ALL THE TIME. Three meters from my bed in their yard.

3. They also like loud multi family parties with little kids, music and football every 3-4 weeks.

But no that’s not what I’m here to bitch about today.� Today I want to express my distaste for my other neighbors and their puppy, their puppy that they leave outside (2 meters from my bedroom window) yelping and crying.

SO I went over there, Pissed with my red eyes, my messy hair and food in my beard. I expressed my frustration with words such as sucks and made requests that the puppy be trained at a time that I would not be asleep 2 METERS AWAY.

Denied.

Fine.

Two more days out of goodwill and then house war.
HOUSEWAR FUCKERS.
HOUSE WAR.

Edit: Update 21-08-2005

They started again at 5am. I started at 9am with a nice bass loop followed by The first few chapters of the rock at suck a volume that small objects made their way around the room using the power of vibration!

Edit: Update 22-08-2005

And again.

So today my speakers face their (shared) wall.

Edit Update: 22-08-2005

I turned my speakers around this morning and played the rock at great volume.
Later my girlfriend went next door to comment on the puppy and the assholeness of putting it out,leaving it out while it crys.

Neighbor apologized,

asked if we were watching a Sean Connery movie.
Neighbor made promises alongside apology.

Housewar

Awwwwwwwww victory sucks