from tv to the radio

so we moved, its all done, just waiting on a few deposits that i didnt know we got from various services. yay.

the house is nice, ray found me a king size bed which is almost new, came from a hotel converting smoking rooms to non, so a bottle of bleach and a bottle of febreeze and it was all good. my room is cozy, i like it, small enough with enough room, its me.
we have a nice kitchen, and enough kitchen stuff to make and serve a 6 course meal for 100.

now at the old place, the little kids in the back, when they would fight, nick and i called it the tv, here we have the radio.

the fuck tards upstairs bring these "thug" wanna bes over and its just funny, everything is "nigga this" "in da hood" that and they are being completly serious, oh and they are all under 18 so its even better.
the first week we were here while i was at darien lake they started a fight with about 20 kids and baseball bats, yea dad got the report and i laughed.

if they were litterate, they could write a book on getting evicted, because thats what they are up for.

all day and night its shit hip hop rap turned so loud we can hear it perfect in the house, and before we even leave our cars we can hear it, so nick and i have been blasting tyr and other random metal.

did i mention this house is pet free (dogs and cats) but they have 2 lab puppies? yea. fun when they bark, at least they are cute.

yay shit!