my_window_seat | (no subject)

It may be evil of me, but I'm glad that it's raining - because it chased the no-brain [expletive deleted plural] up the street, who are having yet one more of their endless series of booze-fueled wrap-around-the-house-and-surrounding-neighborhood parties, BACK INDOORS.

By all means, have a good time - but keep your screeching sorority knock-off girlfriends OFFA MY LAWN, damnit.

Yay for rain. Rar.

EDIT: Oh, I spoke to soon. Where's my damn shotgun... Martha? Get the rock salt. I aim to misbehave.