Dear Diary,
Today was just awful! After walking home from the bus stop on Maple in front of Foo Foo’s, it starting pouring down rain and hail. I had to race up to our apartment. As I was running to our unit, I tripped on some stupid dog in the lobby. I think the dog’s name is Lucky or something. What a dumb dog and he needs to get a new name because that one really doesn’t fit him well. All that animal does is cause unwanted trouble in Watershed. I got soaked. I took a shower and I still smell like wet dog! Oh, and did I mention that for some reason we ran out of hot water? Yeah, well we did. I think Grammy may have to call over some help tomorrow with our water issue. All I can say is that if you want me to smell good I better have some hot water to shower with.
The last couple of nights, I have had no sleep because of some screaming baby 3 floors below us on floor 4. It is so annoying. I am getting so tired of the noise it makes! I just want to go downstairs and tell that baby to shut-up. My Grammy says that the baby is a baby of a teen mom. Grammy keeps saying that I should offer to babysit for the baby, but I thought, well, pardon my French but hell no!!! If I can’t stand that baby from 3 floors away there is no way I can handle being in the same room as it. Please! I will earn money some other way that doesn’t involve babies…
My Grammy insisted on going out for dinner tonight. So, we ventured away from our usually home cooked meals of meatloaf, mac & cheese, corn dogs, and green bean casserole and went to the Asian restaurant in town Foo Foo’s.
