nyhaahaa!

Or whatever the correct spelling for the sound that "Rudolph, the red-nosed kitty kat" made when he started eating the food I put out for him, with him probably seated in the drizzling rain for a half hour before I knew he was outside.  The 'trouble maker" abandoned cat I was able to neuter last month left out a simple meow, when I fed him an hour prior.  Thankfully, he's gone for awhile, cause submissive Rudolph flees to the far corner of my second floor kitchen roof to avoid him.
I really seem to be stuck where I'm living, cause of these cats.  As long as my landlord doesn't raise my rent 50 dollars cause I was complaining of the loud drunken idiot downstairs, I'll stay put, sleeping on the floor of my living room.  Last night the drunken, pot smoking, downstairs idiot was playing his music at night, not as loud as it was, but loud enough so that nobody could ever fall asleep, even at 10 at night, to it.  And my landlord, being an ex-drug addict/alcoholic, doesn't want to hear complaints of the downstairs idiot.
Last night, around 1030, the drunken Indian neighbor came home, with a "I don't give a &^%$#" to his common law wife, followed by a "I don't care" a couple times before he quieted down.
He did at least tell me yesterday that the group for the homeless is gone from upstairs, which explains all the past-midnight noise for last few weeks. I found a beer can on top of my garbage can this morning.  2 or 3 months from now, when the new neighbor has a $200 electric bill, from electric heat (which is what I just paid for a month), maybe the newcomer will skip out on the rent.
yesterday I walked the 3? miles to walmart, thinking it might be one of the last times before moving; I splurged on a $4 tape measure, to measure my current apartment. The would-be new place is tiny---with only TWO WINDOWS; my apartment has NINE windows; a couple days ago I was enjoying the sun coming through my bedroom windows, despite no bed in that room.