There was a fight in my neighbourhood today. An old woman apparently got irked by another man for encroaching on her business. I was quite amused by the exchange, though I didn't understand the precise origin of the tussle. She decided to get a broom and bonk the man over his head for his silliness, presumably. I would have rooted for her had my father not decided to help break it up. Frankly, I feel that it is much healthier to let them fight it out and save one before the other does any killing. Well, that's just me. And no, they were not a couple. They were just a pair of deranged neighbours. Since nobody was hurt, I guess the police weren't summoned. *sigh* It really gets boring when they don't do any follow-through.
Ok. That aside, I'd still not managed to summon the willpower to do the follow-through of my room cleanup. I never get the mood in the daytime, and having to accommodate the daily schedule makes it doubly hard to do it in the middle of the night, when I'm at my fittest to do any real tidying. (Note to Fenrir: Don't you blame me for this, too! Grr)
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Enraged elders? Messy rooms? What a post. I think you should start a newspaper. Make big money on neighborhood news:)
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