Tuesday - 1:36 p.m.
I am definitely going to have to move out of this neighborhood.
The rent may be cheap, but there's the lack of parking spaces in front of my building, and the constant barking of these huge dogs the guy next door seems to be breeding. Also, someone keeps swiping my newspaper. They read through the whole thing and then toss it back on my doormat. But not before they've cut out particular articles they found interesting.
There are just too many distractions here. Soon, it's really going to begin to hamper my quest to bring to justice those responsible for the death of my parents.
I forgot to go to the store yesterday, which means I forgot to buy paper towels. I also woke up with another nosebleed. It looks like I will have to keep using toilet paper to quell them.