Wednesday, February 22, 2006

I look like celebrities

I went to www.myheritage.com to see which celebrities I look like. Very entertaining.


With this picture (from 2001)
I look like:



Rachael Leigh Cook – 73%
Anne Hathaway – 73%
Rachel Bison – 70%
Elizabeth Taylor – 70%
Linda Evangelista – 68%
Sharon Stone – 67%
Halle Barry – 67%
Geri Halliwell – 64%








With this picture (2004)


I look like:

Ella Macpherson – 50%
Heather Locklear – 49%
Liza Minnelli – 48%
Oprah Winfrey – 46%
Nicollette Sheridan – 46%
Serena Williams – 46%
Sarah Ferguson – 45%










I get mistaken for Oprah all the time!

Wednesday, February 8, 2006

Made that call

I called my neighbor. I was shaking with adrenaline the whole time and for about five minutes after I hung up.

The call went fine, I remained "professional" and she remained stupid. I got some points across and she understood and apologized. So, we're going to try the phone calls for a bit. I told her if there is a disturbance I'll call her and told her that if that wasn't working I'd have to go on to the next level but I'd be willing to give it a try.

So, we'll see what happens. I feel better about talking to her and I can't wait to see if it helps.

Tuesday, February 7, 2006

Let the fun begin

I get home yesterday after work and see there is a little index card stuck under my door. It says:

Hello - my name is Donna A--- and I'm your next door neighbor in 209. I
think it's important for us to meet to discuss certain issues (in private) that
seem to be creating problems.When I moved here, I met with all my neighbors to
introduce myself and announce that if there were any problems or disturbances to
call me directly at (left phone #). This has alleviated all issues.Anytime
one calls the police, it only makes a bad situation worse. And I am tired
of them waking me up from a sound sleep to address your sound issues, when there
aren't any.I suggest we meet at the best time to discuss this matter.It
obviously needs immediate attention.Sincerely,Donna A--- Call me (phone
#)


All I can say is and I'm pretty pissed off. I haven't contacted her yet because I knew I'd be angry and sarcastic and I possibly would have stomped on her foot and kicked her shin.

I'm gathering together everything I've documented so I can show her these issues that are not existent in her drunken mind. I will stick only to the facts. I've got so many things to point out that my mind is in overload.

To top it off, last night I could here the guy just being an ass to her. Calling her names, telling her she barks but doesn't bite. "Why don't you go get the laundry you piece of shit and while your at it go talk to the neighbor. Have you talked to them yet? No? Because you're a fucking wimp. Wimpity wimp wimp!" I felt like going over there and telling him 'why don't YOU come talk to me?!' He goes on "I can't even watch TV. I'm tired of the police coming in and standing next to me while I'm watching TV." I laughed at this.

I'm not sure I have the patience to communicate with them. I'm also wondering what she means by meeting "in private".

I know my argument is rock solid, it's just keeping calm, mature, and organized.

Monday, February 6, 2006

See? I'm not exaggerating!

It was going so good. No noise out of the neighbors since the second week in December. Until last night....

Loud, loud, loud music at 11:00 pm. I called the police and hoped the neighbors didn't turn off the music by the time they got there. I wanted the police to hear the music. And they did. I got so excited!

The police knocked several times and eventually pounded on the door. No answer. The door must have been unlocked because they walked in and announced themselves, still nothing. Finally I heard them say "Hi, can you turn that down and come talk to us". The neighbor would turn it down. I heard the cops yelling at him, "Turn down the radio or you'll be going to jail". Still didn't turn it down. It took several attempts at telling him to turn it down. Wow.

Naturally, they left him with yet another warning. Told him if they had to come back he'd be getting a ticket. I say screw coming back and give his drunk ass a ticket now. They did take his name this time and obviously there will be a more detailed report on file. Also, they'll get another letter from the association and another fine.

Thursday, February 2, 2006

Rosco P. Coltrane

Rosco is six today!



7-9 months old





Hiding in the sink



Last summer