But I need a little place in the sun sometimes or I think I will die

[debs]

I am going to bludgeon my neighbor to death with his gas powered leaf blower, I swear to god. He's just what I need at the end of this week. What a douchebag. There's not even anything to leaf-blow! Why is he doing this. At this point I believe he gets some sort of psycho-sexual satisfaction out of using that penis-metaphor. If I ever learn hoodoo his will be the first family I curse.

In other news, all I want to do is sit in my room with the shades open and listen to this song until the sun goes down. It speaks to my current state of well-being.

"Moses" by Patty Griffin (yousendit) (sendspace)

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[dissonant-dream.livejournal.com]

Dude, does he ever quit? Wish we could set the evil swan army on him. They would take him down.

I snagged it and am listening right now. Oh, wow. Thank you.

[shoelacedreamer.livejournal.com]

Pelting him with doughnuts would be hilarious and cathartic as well. Yesterday I just kind of lost it and screamed about it in my empty house until he stopped. Perhaps he heard me. I do not care. I have no doubt that he'll be out there again today and then I will have to kill him.

I am going to YSI you this entire album because it changed my life. True story.

[dissonant-dream.livejournal.com]

YOUR ICON! Oh, Barney. ♥

Mmm, donuts. Yep, let's get with the pelting. I hope he heard you. And was afraid of your crazy rage. UGH.

♥ You're awesome. Thank you.

[shoelacedreamer.livejournal.com]

It's my new favorite icon. Like Angel, it speaks the truth in my soul. :P

Mmm, donuts, indeed. I ran out of bread yesterday so I don't get to have my morning toast. I think I'm going to make pancakes instead. Woot!

I know my next-door neighbors heard me yesterday when I was complaining about it to Bergie over the phone as I did surveillance. LOL The Douchebag Log is the way I will persevere.

I will send that today. I haven't yet because it will require song explanations and much rambling. :P

[dissonant-dream.livejournal.com]

There's that ;D I love it and you ♥

Man, I could go for a donut right now. I couldn't survive if I ran out of bread. I need my bread&cheese!

That's brilliant. Surveillance. Spying. Douchebag Logs. I LOVE IT. ♥ I think I want to turn it into crack fic. Not about you. Just. Yeah. Shutting up now.

No rush! I'm not demanding, I'm easy. Or something that doesn't sound quite like that but anyway. ♥

[shoelacedreamer.livejournal.com]

Jared really shouldn't be surprised to come home from his morning run with the dogs to find Jensen at their front window, wearing only pajama pants, a pair of binoculars pressed against his face. This hs been a long time coming, and honestly? Jared can't believe it hasn't escalated to water balloon sneak attacks or random acts of vandalism.

"Hey," he says, wiping his face with a towel while cautiously approaching the tense line of Jensen's back. "What's up? Besides you before noon?"

Jensen doesn't even turn, too focused on whatever it is outside that's caught his attention. Jared has a pretty good idea, if the heavy whirring sound he'd heard coming up the drive is any indication.

"He's out there again, Jay. I don't even know what he's doing! There's nothing to blow!"

Jared ignores the obvious joke and sighs.

"It's a free country, Jensen."

The look Jensen gives him is full of indignant disbelief. "It's Sunday, Jared! The one day a week I get to sleep as long as I want." Jensen sighs, turning his attention back towards their neighbor and his gas-powered leaf-blower. "Why is he doing this to me?"

He sounds so utterly dejected that Jared can't help but chuckle. Wrapping his arms around Jensen's bare waist, Jared rests his chin against his best friend-cum-roommate-cum-boyfriend's shoulder.

"Forget him. C'mon back to bed, we can have a little blowing party of our own."

"Such a sweet-talker, Padalecki. Always so classy."

"You love it."

Jensen scoffs. "You wish." But Jared can feel him relax, knows he's diffused the situation and can therefore walk them back to the bedroom easily.

"You love my filthy mouth and all the naughty bad things it can do to you."

Jensen's blush is nearly instantaneous. He doesn't do it often anymore, but it's one of the things Jared loves the most. "If you don't stop talking, I'm going to gag you."

"Mmmm, please?"

"Seriously, dude."

The leaf-blower is soon forgotten.

AND SCENE

Crapfest. ;)

[soar38.livejournal.com]

Leaves would be better for his lawn if he just let them decompose naturally anyways.

[shoelacedreamer.livejournal.com]

There aren't even any leaves these days. His new thing seems to be street cleaning (see more recent entry for photographic evidence). I went out afterward and tried to figure out just what the heck he was blowing around out there. I saw maybe (maybe) a teeny tiny little bit of barkmulch and maybe one or two leaves. Man has a serious problem

Your icon is appropriate. ;)