thoughts for the day

I've recently been taking the pictures from our external hard-drive and organizing them on our big computer, as I call it, which is where the above gem comes from. That picture is from January '07. Johnny and I were dating, he had mono, and apparently I used to choke him back then. Ah, good times.

This has been a weird week. We've gone to sleep at like 3 every night. This morning I was in charge of waking us up, but when my alarm went off, I just kept thinking, "Joanna, you should let Johnny sleep in. He's had a long week." Even my subconscious knows to pretend that I'm being thoughtful of my husband and not just lazy.

The neighbors below us are so strange. I can't even begin to imagine what kind of people they are. Right now songs such as "Dynamite" are blasting and a girl is singing at the top of her lungs to it. And last night as we walked past their door, it once again reeked of pot. This is a weekly occurrence.

At the end of last week, I was going to drop off Netflix, and I saw a car drive by with a Christmas tree stuck beneath it, being dragged along. (Despite it being mid-January, there are still countless thrown-out Christmas trees on the side of the street.) I was secretly glad that I didn't have to be responsible for telling the driver. THEN, I saw the car at a red light, the Christmas tree still there, so I approached the car window and knocked on it. Of course the driver had to be one of those born-and-raised-in-NYC kind of men of whom I am terrified, but I matter-of-factly told him the dealio. He laughed quite hard, and I then continued on my quest to the mailbox.

Anyway, those are all my exciting stories. I must write them down for remembering. Also, I recently began writing on 750words.com all the thoughts that I wouldn't want to look back on and read in a journal. It's good if you tend to brood like I do.