Noticed my next door neighbours have put their house up for sale. Not sure how I feel about this; it's this cunt that called the cops when I jumped out the window and broke my foot. But he's not all bad, and I thought we were getting on pretty well recently. I'm always polite to him, and have helped him out with various things like the special aluminium plug I have for the washing line pole in my garden I don't use, he had his eye on that, and I let him have it without any hesitation. Nice to be nice.
But I'm worried that they're leaving partly to get away from me. I'm not that fucking bad. I keep myself to myself, I don't rape their daughter and I won't rape his wife, she's a minger anyway. But there is a small town mentality here and one of the first things he said to me when I moved in was that he was glad they weren't building more council houses over the road because it would bring "druggies". Ha! Fuck you, you're neighbour is a druggie. He's a fucking Christian, not an OK one like raas but a sanctimonious, parsimonious, holier than thou, that's the neighbourhood going to the dogs sort of Christian. Basically a narrow minded twat. So I'm glad to see the back of him, but on the other hand I really don't want to have people move away just because I'm here. I'm not dangerous, except perhaps to myself. I won't lead your womenfolk astray or steal your tins of beans. Maybe I'm imagining it. Anyway it's on my mind. Now I feel I have to get my door fixed as it's still got the "knocked in by the police" chipboard panel, that won't help with viewings. Or maybe not, maybe it'll mean I get a neighbour who realises that people are just people and if they have been through hard times then that's not indicative of their moral standing. Maybe. Fingers crossed.