Yay, my first blog of the new year - already this year is off to a fast and crazy start. For starters it seems New York is in a perpetual state of constant and unrelenting snowfall. I've mixed feelings about snowfall,this morning when I opened my window and saw that white blanket of snow,the heavy snowflakes blowing around I thought for a moment just how beautiful it all looked-then I turn away thinking to myself ,"fuck,more snow." Just like that I'm over it,just like that I want it to be summer and warm. I want to be in the park playing chess, eyeing beautiful coeds or checking out some bizarre street artist who can stick himself in a box, anywhere but couped up inside this Bronx studio.
Then there is my crazy neighbor who lives underneath of me - over the pass few months we had been engaging in a sort of hostile mores code. Whenever he felt I made to much noise above his head,he'd bang his ceiling,most of the time I'd let it slide for the sake of peace. Problem is, he has a mental problem or something, he takes any opportunity he can to bang on his walls. I've woke in the middle of the night to the sound of this guy banging and shouting. I'd always just ignore him, figuring he had a demon or something.
Things blew up yesterday though, I was sitting at my computer,haha, playing world of warcraft of all things when all of a sudden -BOOOm BOOM- the guy actually startled me so I got out of my chair and executed three insanely hard heel slams. It was loud, it was my way of saying, "really?" - "well, fuuuuuck you." That pissed him off. Only I didn't realize how crazy the guy was till about twenty minutes later when I left my apartment to go to the corner store.
I'm coming down the steps and he is standing outside his apartment, when he sees me he runs back inside and comes back with a huge kitchen knife, I turn and face him, I could not have ran if i wanted to, the building has a very stubborn electronic magnet door that sometimes lets you in and sometimes lets you out. I remember thinking, "this is bad" ,"he could kill you with tha- by then he had already taken to hard,awkward,and slow slashes at me,I backpadeled, gave him my left arm, and the blade hacked high on my shoulder but was absorbed by a combination of its own dullness,God, and my thick jacket. In fact after the second hack the knife flew harmlessly outta the guys hand.
Thats when I turned and bolted out the front door of the building which lucky for me happen to be sitting about an inch ajar with the magnet disengaged. I called the police, they came and took the idiot to jail. The cops were interesting though. The one that stands out to me was the female Hispanic officer. I swear she was right off of a TV show. She had this really unique combination of both outright charm mixed in with outright hardness-add to that a nice ass.
So here I am standing outside my apartment building shook up and afraid, and her and her partner after asking me a few questions about the guy and his description - they tell me stand at a distance away from the building, then they just proceed on into the building like "whatever". Like I just didn't tell them that there was a knife wielding madman in the building.
About fifteen minutes later they come back out of the building and they are leading the guy away in handcuffs,the male officer actually had the knife - I wondered in my mind how exactly that all went down.
The woman cop walks over to me and is basically like,please don't make me take this man to jail and you not show up in the morning to press charges...She really meant it too, apparently people don't report crime around here. The cops wanted my total reassurance that I was gonna press charges,otherwise they were simply gonna let the guy go.
Frankly,jail sucks, and had that idiot not come right at me hacking and slashing with a large kitchen knife, I would have most likely let it go. The guy clearly is a little off his rocker and needs medication...
Oh, and yeah, I killed my mage last night-five years I played WoW, last night I deleted him....