I got my gun today, so now I am a "threat to society".. lol.

Nick came over (as he said) and delivered my gun. It's a nice "12 guage". He even got me some shells. Plus a nice case.

Now how should I test the thing? I'm thinking about my "yard Nazi" neighbors.

This wench that accused me of being a "pop smoker" before (she said pop, not pot), came over today and "Bitched her ass off" because when the garbage man left, nobody removed the "can" that day.

I don't even smoke pot now. She said they "smelt it" when I was in the garage. It wasn't "pop" for sure that I was smoking. It wasn't even "pot".. it was a cigar.

Hey, I am all for "keeping all clean" here. If you knew the truth, the only thing I bitch about here is for "her kids" to do their part and clean up after themselves. Yesterday, Jeremy decided he wasn't gonna do "shit" here anymore. He was actually "paid" (by me) to clean the house and he left for the weekend without doing it. I finally cleaned up all their messes. Anyway, when he got home.. he "refused again". I laid into his ass bigtime. He still had an attitude. So here's what I did. I took a "wad of money" out of my pocket, and handed it to "Stephen" to do "Jeremy's" part. Steven was doing his part this time. I know for a "fact" that "infuriated" Jeremy! Exactly, that was my plan.. lol. Kids don't realize how much their "food costs", how much rent costs.. they just don't know or care. Oh, even before this. We had to pick up Jeremy from his dads. Well I didn't eat the whole day at the "Polish Festival" I was trying to conserve money. On the way home, I said I needed to get something from "Arbys" to Roxann. Before this, we were "discussing" (with the kids in the car) how they haven't been doing "chit", and how it won't be put up with.

Jeremy wanted something from "Arbys". I said "nope", not with my money. You have food at home. When you learn to listen, and do what your "told", you'll get stuff. Right now you don't. So I got my food, and ate it in front of him. See, I can be one of the "coolest" people anyone will meet. I can, people tell me all the time. I can also "turn" into a dick when I want. People tell me that too... lol. Everything I do "however" has a reason behind it.

Well I am "not" gonna go out and shoot the "yard Nazi's" next door. So far, I have been completely cool to them. And our yard doesn't look bad really. They are just "picky and nosy" neighbors. The lady who bitched at me, said she brought the garbage can up. Said her dad (she is like 35, he is an old man) has been bitching for days about it.

What will happen, eventually. Is I "WILL" blow up at them. I am very calm natured most of the time. But when I "blow", there isn't anything in the world that will "stop me". Nothing, I can't even stop me (and I am the most logical person I know.. lol).

I just see a confrontation coming (not with guns). I can be "profetic" on this too.. lol. At some point, I'll get tired of their "bitching". I'll speak my mind. I won't hold back a thing. You don't know how much I want to "avoid" this! I just think it will happen. Not today, not tomorrow probably. Just I know "my nature" quite well. It will happen "someday".

They are like the "fucking most picky" people in the world. Somebody had a "graduation" party.. and someone "beeped his horn" a few times. They were all on his case, threatening to call the police and all that. From my view, they weren't doing "chit". All was calm really besides a "beep or two" of the horn.

He's an old man. In my opinion (and if you met him most would agree) abuses his family. I know his "daughter" is scared as hell of him. He gets her, his wife and him out in his yard every single day. I hear him "yelling" at them all the time.

I'll probably just "confront" the fucker with the truth. Tell him what I see and think. If he thinks the "neighborhood" will turn against me, he's quite wrong. All I met here like me. Everyone probably thinks the same thing I do, but nobody says it. Guess what.. I am the "one" that would.

I'm just incredibly good at things like this. I don't want too.. don't know his "reaction". I'm not worried about his "reaction", or what will happen. I'm not very good at thinking "everything" through.. lol. Actually I am. He'll never talk to me or complain again. He'll call the cops if he thinks I got "loud music" or something. Chit like that. He'll tell "Roxann's parents". Ironic, I heard them talk. They think the same things about him. In the end, he'll just leave me alone. I will leave him alone. The only thing that holds me back now.. we rent from "her parents".

Nick was here when his "daughter" came to "bitch about the garbage can". I simply said, I'll get on the kids about that. It's their job. Nick said too me, "Gary I know you" (he has since we were kids). "You won't put up with that for long". I said "I know, trying to be cool for now". Nick laughed... "I KNOW YOU GARY".. you will eventually confront them!!

Gotta go. The kids just got here. Gonna wanna see my new gun.

Later, Gary :)