1. My neighbor's smoke alarm in their garage or on their lanai must have run out of batteries, because it is beeping every two minutes and has been for the last THREE FUCKING DAYS. Damn. It's really nice out too, I keep opening the sliding glass doors for a breeze and 6 minutes later I'm ready to kill someone.
They live in Miami during tax season (they are CPAs) and God only knows when they'll be back. It's seriously killing me, I moved to an area with a big yard and few neighbors for a reason.
2. Lots of questions, comments and emails regarding the bald beaver, or lack thereof. It's a three part story, people. You saw what I had to go through just to get you what I got you last night...you think I can cover the yacht, dinner, the club, the stripper pole and the beave all at one time?? Come on. You're expecting a lot. Technically I have until February 11th or so until my three months are up, so be glad I've even gotten started on it. I'm actually ahead of the game.
You'll be glad to know that part 2 is already in the works, you pervs.