JULY

Welcome to July 2006. Oh, if I could only add audio to this blog, to demonstrate the SUPREME and ghastly NONSTOP NOISE I have had to endure since 8am this morning...and which I endured yesterday morning, too. And, I fear, several mornings to come. This has been the worst example yet of a day-to-day obsession my entire neighborhood has with MAKING NOISE outside in the morning. ENDLESS construction or bush-cutting. This time, you see, in the ongoing assault against every nerve in my body, the guy next door has decided to gut the inside of his entire 2nd floor. I fear the 3rd floor will be added once those occupants move out as well -- likely within a day or two. My house is connected to the house next door, so I might as well be in the apartment with them. They have ripped, hammered, torn, shredded, chainsawed nonstop now since 8am...for 2 days...on a holiday weekend. Adding to my simmering rage (can I possibly write the word RAGE more in my blog?) is the newfound discovery of a layer of dust...a THICK layer...across EVERY FUCKING SURFACE of my apartment. If you can't put 2 and 2 together, yes, the dust is from the internal implosion of the house next door by a band of illegal Mexicans. Yes, don't let me forget that...the icing on the cake...having to endure a gibberish foreign language being yammered by a bunch of surely-illegal Latinos or Mexicans, whatever the fuck they are. And so, I haven't slept remotely well for 2 straight days now. And now I have to dust the entire apartment. And surely start coughing from all the dust. Yup, happy July! Now kindly refer to yesterday's post where I said FUCK EVERYONE. No, no, I can't end my opening July post THAT way...too negative. I will now have my 3rd cup of hot tea and begin plotting where in Manhattan I'll take a "fuck and forget everyone!" bike ride. July WILL be good. July...WILL...be...an...immensely...satisfying...month. Repeat...