it rained all day yesterday. our "backyard" was flooded and i was wondering if it would make it inside my apartment. even the weather channel posted a few tornado warnings (6 tonados in 2 hours with 2 people dead) and flood watches saying many of the area rivers were close, if not already, cresting. since i live about a block from a big river, and if i remember correctly, florida is like louisiana in that we're below sea level, i was wondering if the st. john's river would flood us.

so i'm sitting yesterday evening in my living room. the boy comes down complaining about noises he hears outside, thinking its geese, crows or some kind of fowl. at first i didn't know what he was talking about, but after going to the bathroom and then opening up the back door, i hear the racket too.

it was frogs. and they were pissed. their little habitat was flooded and they were cranky and bitching up a storm. i have never in my life heard such a racket. not even in "frog hollar" in arkansas (a little place outside cedarville, where lots of frogs live and on a warm summer's night, with your windows down, you can hear them "singing")

but i go back to watching "bones" one of my favorite shows (even tho i tried to read a cathy reich book but the writing was sooooooooo horrible, i don't even think i made it to the second chapter)

next thing i know, there is a knock on my door. i open it to find the white supremacist. apparently, some guy he just met (who is the brother of one of my neighbors) and chris went to the liquor store and left him alone in chris's house. soooo he thought he'd like to chat with me.

i don't like this guy. he's racist and sexist (yet, when drunk he always wants to "do me") and i bust his balls every chance i get. he loves to come in my house and "talk" to the boy. the boy doesn't like him either. justin and i used to joke about how i'm "johnny repellant" because if he saw me with justin, he'd leave justin alone...(lala takes no prisoners with creatures like him) i personally, think it's funny...cause i never take crap from him and he truly thinks i'm a bitch, but he always wants to "do me" regardless.

i was trying to blow him off, be nice, but just as i was about to, chris and the other guy came back.

hey, on the plus side, i got to play to my inner diva. we went up to chris's recording studio (tho he didn't record it) and "jammed" if you will.

but dammit! i missed the end of "bones"

*sigh*