Bevie linked to this site called 50 States - Sharing the Beauty. Of course I had to get in on this :) So I dug through a folder of scanned images. I have a photo of a cider mill in Parshalville, Michigan. It’s over 125 years old and one of the few remaining water powered cider mills left in the state. So it’s linked up now, under MI.
well.. after listening to Chico and his fucking Posse fight with each other outside my window for an hour about who was going to drive drunken Posse member home.. a resident somewhere below us.. I’d say 3-4 floor.. screamed out at them to “shut the fuck up.. it’s 4am. go home” i felt like cheering.. and i suddenly don’t feel so bad about wanting to shout at morons outside my window anymore.. i may just do it the next time.. they were there at 1am as well.. with their RiceMobile parked in our “car washing spot”, they don’t live here. the best part about it? our security guard, was standing on top of our parking structure, WATCHING them be assholes for about 10 minutes. DO YOUR JOB!!! ugh.. Composing serious questions for residence office on Monday about security staff and numbers to call to report hoodlum idiots out in the park after 11pm.. i don’t care if i’m turning into a MaryJo (someofyouknowthatstory*L*).. i’m sick and tired of being distubed.
MAN! there is nothing i like better than being awake at 4am on a Sunday morning.. it’s like nono really guys.. continue to be assholes.. it’s not like i have this sleeping problem or anything that WAS on it’s way to being corrected.. i had 2.5 hours of sleep so, it’s ok! i LIKE being woken up by you shouting “fuck you, you drunk asshole. i’m not driving you home” to your drunk friend . whatta friend.. i’m sure drunkie is glaaaaaaaad to have you in his life. now go drive off the nearest bridge would ya?
