Thursday, August 26, 2004
( 9:18 AM ) teahouse
I figured out why Creepy Downstairs Hippie Guy Neighbor is always bothering me.
Apparently, life is not good for him. Yesterday I saw him with his live-in girlfriend. She looks like Frau Farbissina, but meaner. And blonde. And chain smoking.
When I walk past their door, it often smells like sauerkraut. And sometimes when I'm in the hallway, I hear her yelling in an unintelligible mixture of what could either be German or Russian.
I wonder what his mom looks like...