Sinus infection. Fever. And right at this moment, coughing like I'm trying to hack up a hairball. But I'm healthy enough to get out.
At least I'm not getting out to get away from my tormentors that FBPD thought were imaginary. They moved and took their wall-shaking thumps, bangs, bumps, and drumming with them. I'm having a cynical laugh at FBPDs' blazing foolishness by pissing away easy money like that for MONTHS. Nope. It's much easier for incompetent and unprofessional government twits like them to discriminate and violate American rights.
The fact the Banging Brood has moved doesn't mean I'll stop the blog. The police still fail to do anything about the loud stereos wandering through the parking lot. And there was a cop one time that SWORE to me that they do something about loud music. Bull. They can witness loud car stereos just as easily as anyone else at London Square Apartments. But the cops won't do squat, which is what I've come to expect from them--a total waste of taxpayer money.
You'd think that a place that's reported to have the random carjacker would have increased patrols. Oh well.
