Goooood Mor-ning Vietnam!

Well, I am coming to you once again with a pretty pointless rant, but hey isn't that what we are here for? Okay, I have a couple of issues I would like to touch on here, so bare with me. I know some of you will understand and for those of you that don't, oh..well... listen to me anyway dammit! Read on for the scoop. I figure the title is very fitting for the issues I would like to rant on, so here goes.

First, I just found out that my apartment complex is pretty pissed at my roommate and me. How did I find this out? I got a fuggin notice on the door that informed us of a "Lease Violation". Okay, now that I'm already pissed because the pansy bastards can't own up to this and deliver it personally, I read on. I think to myself, WTF?!?! is this aboot? Apparently Tone and I have been a little too loud at odd hours of the night. Understandable, I know of a couple of times that I personally have been loud but hey, couldn't the neighbors fucking own up to their problems and settle them directly with us? Tone talks to the ppl at the front office today and is informed that some old fucker below us had a heart attack and wanted to blame it on us... BULLSHIT! It's not our fucking fault that the old fuck ate too much red meat as a child. It's not our fucking fault that a noise made his heart get fucking clogged. I don't wanna sound like I don't care that he had a heart attack, but, I absolutely *WILL NOT* accept that he put the blame on us for it.

Th3moral of this story being: We live in a goddam apartment, IT CAN'T BE QUIET ALL THE TIME! Get a fucking room at an old folks home if you want quiet time after 6:00!

Mike out....