Jessie T. Wolf (wlfdog) wrote,
Jessie T. Wolf
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PEEPING TOM!!!

GODDAMMIT!!! I HATE our fucking drunken neighbor! >.< I hate having to deal with the shit he pulls, jumping the fence into our backyard all of the time, stirring up the dogs, and not going away. At first it was only a once and a while thing, and then my mom would go out and talk to him, and then he’d go home eventually. He’s not an aggressive drunk or anything, and usually he just wants to say hi to the dogs and pet them, and talk a bit cos he’s lonely. But he’s CREEPY as fuck, cos he just comes out of nowhere, and you just DON’T want him around. THIS time though, he went too far.

I had just finished turning off my computer and getting ready to go to bed. I sleep in the nude, so I was all nekkid and going to turn off my room light, when Barkley started wuffing at something outside of my window. I thought, maybe a raccoon or something… but I look up at my window, and see a face peering in!! X.x So I started screaming for my mom. She went outside and found Jay… drunk as usual, crouched in the grass. I threw on a jacket and pants and stormed outside, and almost started screaming at the guy, but my mom shook her head at me and said she’d handle it. I went back inside and stood there fuming while she TALKED to him. This is a situation you’re supposed to call the police in, not TALK to the drunken neighbor… but my mom seems to have this way of getting him to go home without causing a commotion.

So when she came back in, I asked her what she said, and she basically told him that she doesn’t want him coming over in the middle of the night/early morning anymore when he’s not invited. That he can’t be sneaking into our backyard at 2am and scaring her daughters, and getting the dogs all worked up, and ESPECIALLY peeping through WINDOWS!! I mean, god sakes, my room is in the BASEMENT! You have to get on your hands and knees to look through my window! I should NOT have to be worrying about who’s looking through my window at 2am!! X.x

Calling the police right now wouldn’t do any good, as they wouldn’t do a damn thing about it now, and he’s already gone home… But I asked my mom what happens if he does it again? I would assume at that point we just say fuggit, and call the cops right away. My mom said hopefully there won’t be a next time.

Shit… now I’m not going to be able to sleep for a while. >.
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