Me: I'm trying to write a blog and everything's coming out wrong.
Me: I either sound all mushy and philisophical or cold.
Me: Blah.
Jesse: Well, what feeling are you trying to get across?
Me: Don't know.
Me: I'm confused.
Me: Confusion, I guess.

So, on that note, I decided to write about something disturbing but kinda funny.  It's about my front neighbor, old crazy.  I've written a little about him before, but here's a quick recap:  He is maybe in his fifties, balding up front, long and white in the back, crazy looking in the face.  I'm not trying to be mean, but he's lost my respect, so I don't feel the need to sugarcoat. 

He has a female cat whose name is little boy.  He explained to me that when he got the cat he wasn't sure if it was a male or female, so he just started calling it little boy.  Which is fine...what's weird is how he stands out in the front yard and yells, "LITTLE BOY!!  LITTLE BOY!!!!!!!!"  about 20 times a day.  And he's got this real deep, crazy sounding voice.  He looks like an old crazy child molester, and he likes to stand outside and yell little boy.  He wakes me up with that shit. 

So I wrote about the bum, and how I thought he was a friend of old crazys.  Well, I haven't seen the bum, however...a few days ago a bunch more stuff started appearing in my back yard.  Right in the spot where his former 'home' had sat.  It was another big pile of piss soaked carpet and towels.  I thought maybe they belonged to old crazy, so decided to knock on his door and find out.  Well, I'm knocking and knocking, and I can hear him moving around inside, but he's not answering the door.  Then I hear him yell, "LITTLE BOY!!!"  He was silent for a few seconds, then yelled out something that sounded crazy and garbled, like he was in pain.  I was like, "ARE YOU OK???"  Dead silence.  Feeling like I'd commited a crime, I slunk around back to my apartment. 

So last night, I'm trying to sleep, but he's making all kinds of noise in his apartment.  (This is like, 4am.)  It sounds like he's throwing chairs across the room and they're splintering against the wall.  Then he starts yelling LITTLE BOY.  He yelled out another sentence that was unintelligible except it ended in, "YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!" 

He scares me.  I checked the sex offender website to see if he was on it.  There is a guy who kind of looks like a younger him, who registered about ten years ago.  He had three charges: Forcible sodomy, aggravated sexual battery, and taking indecent liberty with children.  The name is different, but it does look kind of like him...or I'm just paranoid. 

Aside from that, I've been working out so I'm all full of endorphins.  Been feeling well.