Ann and I woke up at 7:00 this morning to the crackhead bitch downstairs blasting her shitty music right underneath out bedroom, doors slamming as hard as they can, and stomping.
My girlfriend jumped out of bed and went outside and knocked on the door, only to have the crackster jump out and push her. She doesn't know how lucky she is that Ann didn't just drop her where she stood. Anyways, Ann came back in and she called the police.
The police showed up and we were talking to the officer outside. Next thing you know, the crackhead comes out an starts shouting about how we had all kinds of drugs in our place. hehehe - There's a little bud around, but the cop didn't buy into it, he started yelling at the girl to go back in her house. You should have seen her - all staggering and obviously had been up all night.
Ann is down at the police station right now, filling out paperwork.
We gotta move the fuck out of here. I can't get by on only 4 hrs of sleep a night.
