T is for TERRIFIC!!

My landlady, Terrific, is the coolest. She had this fence built around my apartment last week, AND she planted this incredibly sweet little garden in front of my windows. Now I can leave the blinds up all the time.

A couple of months ago, we saw the creepy icky shadow of someone looking in with their nose (and who knows what else) pressed up against the window. This little punk ass had been looking in on us for months it turns out (piecing together a few other things), getting up close enough to stare through the blinds. Well, Terrific gave my boyfriend the nickname Vigilante when she heard about how he chased this kid through an alley and lost him. We didn't call the cops that night, but we sure will if it should happen again.

But it won't.

Because now The Fence is up; I leave the blinds open all the time because he just wouldn't be able to get close anymore without one of us seeing him. And on principle, I don't think fences are the greatest thing in many urban environments the way the segment everything. But you know what, every time I look at those clean cedar planks, I think HAHA FUCKER! to the punk that has been deprived of his peep show.

So, to the little piss ant: It's not ok to look into other people's windows from 6 inches away. It's not ok to come back and keep doing it. Go do something else, like your homework. And if you still have voyeuristic proclivities, might I recommend this website. It's about as far as I would legitimately go.

There. I've been wanting to do that for months. He got a chance to watch me that was beyond my control, and now I've had the chance to write about him that is beyond his.

I'm at peace with it now.

Two Shoes