A pleasant image in an attempt to calm myself so I don't kill the landlord & all his servants (or so my rising gorge & blood pressure don't make me explode). As well as the upstairs neighbors, who showered for about an hr., depite the landlord's lying servant (allegedly) advising them not to use their shower today. Sick of the smell of rotten wood, too.
Fun "Urge to Kill" fact: Googled "cheap handguns near me" (as one does) & it would appear the City of Los Angeles doesn't allow gun stores. The nearby ones are all in Glendale & Burbank. Must be a lotta Klan members & Armenian pindicks getting armed. Well, if I can go to Burbank for overpriced model railroading crap I can go there for a problem-solving equalizer that will no doubt be equally overpriced. Can only the middle-classes & above arm themselves in self-defense? Where are the Saturday night specials of my youth? I won't even need six rounds, depending on how many parasites need terminatin'.
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