i finally finished moving. My new place is so great. except for my neighbors. They hate me. After living their 3 days.

On one side i have "The crier". He's 75, and hes eyes water and run down his face whenever you talk to him. He hates "those young kids who are always banging on there bongos". I dont know if it is a sexual reference or not. Either way, hes not enjoying radiohead playing at 2pm on a Saturday.

On the other side is "Mr. Enjoy". The first time i met him was while DirecTv was being installed. He came out to figure out what all the noise was about. I apologized and he said well, enjoy. I thought he was talking about DirecTv. NExt time i saw him i was apologizing for the banging at 3am on Saturday. Afterwards he said "well, enjoy" and walked in

He never says it in a very enthusiastic or happy tone. I figure he means it as an insult. Like i am not good enough to live in the sweet area i do, and should enjoy it while it lasts. He's 40 and balding and jaded by too many relationships turned sour. Well, thats what i think anyway.

Also this is the funniest thing i have ever seen