and requested that every radio station in Cincinnati play only songs that compound my depressive state, oh except for "The Stray Cat Strut." Actually, that was probably a slam...the goverment must know about my cat getting knocked up by a stray black cat that resides in Madeira's only trailer park. Either way, just another area in my life that the government wants to interfere with.
On another note, you were probably wondering about the status with my parking garage and if I had made any new friends. Well, sit down. Yes! I did not write about it last night...last night was terrible, not that today is better, but I stepped out for a diet coke and saw my new friend.
It is actually kind of wild how everything panned out. Yesterday morning I was turning down the alley that dumps me across from my garage. Well, this BMW is infront of me, turning into the alley, but then stops and goes into reverse. I book it in reverse. I let it go, but I think he is an idiot, he waves and I think "aww...well that is ok." Now, fast foward to after work...I stop at the grocery and this BMW pulls up next to me. A man that I recognize from my garage gets out. I say, "oh you park at Bartlett--I did not know that you lived here!" (Like, why would I??? I am so dumb.) So...he says, "I know, I recognize your car and I am the guy who almost backed into you this morning and you were kind enough to back up so quickly." Anyway, I know that he also owns a Jeep Cherokee, but I kept my mouth shut. I do not want to lose my friend.
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