There goes the nice weather...

It's 2:30 and already my house feels like it is over 100 degrees inside. I considered by a thermometer once because I don't think the antique one that controls my wall heater is probably very accurate but I figured that knowing how hot it really is in my house would be a little disconcerting. I no doubt would be suddenly plagued with many new and exotic heat related ailments. So I'm saving myself the melodramatic illnesses and saving my friends from having to listen to me complain.

One of my downstairs neighbors moved out a few days ago and I just overheard the other one (who was the guy that moved outs roommate) talking about moving. I don't know how she can afford to live down there by herself since I think the rent is about $900 bucks for the three bedroom and as far as I can tell she doesn't have a job. She may get social security or something, but I don't see how even with that anyone can afford to live down there alone. It's probably not a nice thing to say but I do wish she would move because then I would feel ok letting the kids play in the backyard (which is currently how she enters and exits her house) and then maybe all the garbage crap on the side of the house (my entrance and exit) will be cleaned up. On the other hand, she completely takes care of the yard (mowing, gardening) and takes out the trash bins on garbage day. If I could get people I actually know to move in downstairs then that would be a huge plus but I don't think I know three people total and I definitely don't know anyone who is looking to move -- especially to the ghetto that I live in.