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As I lay in bed trying to sleep the intoxicated yelling from the neighbors door do not allow my eyes to shut. Finally after I figured enough is enough, I dial the three digits rather than try and be a hero I figure lets let the men in blue take care of this dumbass drunk who’s  vocabulary consists of four letter words and one extra special word, looser, which he loved to repeat over and over to his girlfriend.

This morning I hear him again, as she tells him she is leaving him he yells at her and screams at her and asks why! Funny, if shes a looser why would you want to be with her anyways! Anyways, I digress from the pointiac.

I spoke to the RCMP, that at we call our police in Canada with National jurisdiction. Anyways, they call me back after visiting my new favorite neighbor who has really educated me in ways to utilize the F word, funny I thought I was pretty good with that word until I heard him. As they mention that they read him the riot act and if it continues I was to call back and let them arrest him and take him in for a night in the tank! For those unfamiliar with the tank, its usually a really ugly painted cement walled room, with nothing but drunks passed out in vomit or yelling and acting like my man with the plan to get himself there.

So one thing leads to another, wouldn’t you know it, he starts up again! So I wait it out a little and see if maybe just maybe he will pass out! But I guess being a seasoned vet at the drink he figures on lasting the whole night so I call the local attachment and on their way they go. Rat Tat Tat on the door below and a silence of hush across the neighbors place. Finally they open the door and this dumb ass gets another warning? So as I watch the cars drive away, I start to get a little flustered! They call me back and mention that according to the law they cannot do anything more, as he is in his residence, rented or not!

So there I sit in bewilderment, wondering what good are the men in blue if they cant touch you in your own house? Well guess it’s a call to his landlords and try for an eviction on Monday, and if that don’t work you can bet your bottom dollar, this man will fire up my good old stereo that sits idol in the spare room. A stereo with 12 inch subwoofers and one hell of a boom! The kind of boom that I paid for back when I was in college, you know when your biggest goal is to blow out the floor with the loudest system! Well its easy, that stereo will blast all the greatest music I can find with every four letter word. But have to make sure it’s the kind of music that drives them squirrelly!

I didn’t even mention the other problems I had this fine evening, with the neighbors stupid little mini pin barking all night. I felt like I was in the middle of the hood, and pissed right off cause I thought the area I bought into would be a little more quiet than it is, despite the train that runs 50 feet from my house! At least that one I can get used to. Anyways, all I can say is watch your mouth my drunk’n friends cause it takes two to tango and I’ve been sitting out long enough!

Well into ‘weak’ three and my lungs just plain hurt! After heading to the doctors last weekend i thought things would be under control with the cough and stuff, only to have to return today to find out that the infection i had in the left lung has cleared and the right lung now hangs its wiery head as the dark pain and agonizing cough laugh with splendor! What kind of medicare do we have here when your told 3 days and you’ll be better only to wait it out for a week with T3s and antibiotics to return to a worst infection a week later! Guess its time to give up the usless walkin clinics and return to the family docotr so he can give me a good old inhaler like last years winter cough and supress the cough all winter only to arise at the next opportunity with a vengence, and Vengence it has this cough this infection, i a mind of its own and life a molestation of my chest this little bug that creeps as i wheep!

As i went home and fell asleep i awoke to an interesting episode of Apprentice. To be honest for being an apprentise to Donald Trump and having been one of over 1 million applications i would expect more. Someone like the Nublet or the Nubster would destroy any of these contestants. Or should i say applicants.

That said, i had an interesting conversation about game playing in the office place. Agreeing that it would be non beneficial to play games with those who play them regularily, it sure would be fun. And i have no doubt n my abilities t omake those that are currently playing these games look quite a bit like the duphis that they are. Instead i decided to focus my energies into more positive ventures like the up and comming launches of Nubbit and BlogYourDomain.

Egarly anticipating the launch of these sites, i hope i am feeling better and that i can have a T3 weekend to allow me to focus effors into launching the Nubbit site for Monday.

Each day we grow closer but each day a new adventure with this chest infection and muscle strain. Anyways, i wanted to give a proper shoutout to the Nublet for winning a bit of cashola at the Casino this weekend, and figure if i am up and get this site completed, maybe i too will make my way downthere this fine weekend, and try my luck a a little bit of Poker?

Maybe the Nubster can take the pros at the table for a little bit of a suprise or maybe I can get a wakeup call and head back to my cozy free games online.

Anyhow heres a sleepy Nubbit signing out and about to head up to bed and dream of the many great adventures of up and comming weeks for Nubbit.

Why??? I buy the cute little honey bear full of the liquid honey, he’s so cute and the honey so yummy, but it seems to be without fail that about halfway through usage, the sweet, supple LIQUID honey turns into ROCK HARD no longer liquid honey. This really is quite an annoyance…if I wanted hard honey I would buy hard honey, I want it liquid and runny, easily pourable. I feel that I’m getting gyped (however you spell that damn word), fooled if you will…the bear starts off so cute but turns into evil and toys with me, I will no longer serve you honey in a liquid form!! You must remove my top and dig into me with a knife to try and get to my sweetness OR you can stick me in hot water for an hour to see if I might possibly liquify enough so you can actually attempt to pour me again…but that defeats the purpose, as I want my honey when I want it, not an hour from that point!!

Stupid I know, but annoying none the less..and yet…I still buy that cute little honey bear..in the distant hopes that maybe this time will be the one that he stays his true self throughout his life in my house…