Living downtown has its ups and its downs. First and foremost the parking problems. I have been towed pry eight times since I moved downtown while trying to find my way around the city, and parking in a non-obvious no parking area. They seem to be everywhere and every time I see a tow truck with a car or without for that matter, I shudder and think, "whose life are they off to ruin today". It is hard to find parking, especially when you do not want to be taken advantage of in paying 80 bucks a month to be in a garage. No thanks you. I instead drive my ass down to the Mississippi for the safety of the town homes and walk back the two miles to my apartment. It may take more time and effort, but its free for me, and a great excuse for me to exercise. I have been trying to look for the positive in things more, for it truly takes more effort. So we shall see how long that goes on for :)
Anyhow, another problem, outside our apt. window we are on the street level, and many voices can be heard. Voices of conversations going as such, "Hey, Hey Dede, you got that work?", "Let me get some of that hard you know I'm good for it, my check cummin' soon man you know"...silence..."Let me get some of that man, the old woman took my 500 dolla bill man, just let me get some of that shit"...
Funny enough we are right next door to a building full of base heads, up at all times of the night, don't care whose got work the next day, they are going to get their hit dammit. So, instead of being mad, we light up a blunt and laugh and video tape their crack-headed comedies from my camera hidden in the window. We hope to come up with a whole movie about livin' downtown someday. For now, we are gathering our materials. Wish me luck, and sleep :) lol
FYI- to those whom it may remain unknown: crack is whack, smoke marijuana
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