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I live in a duplex. That is not what is important here. In the other half of the duplex, lives a middle aged convicted sex offender with his wife. Convicted of rape, sex offender level 3, the most likely to re-offend. Thank you landlord for not telling me two years ago. You just kept saying that they were "weird" or that they have "mental problems". That the man, who happens to be a member of your family, is strange, he doesn't look right, he doesn't brush his teeth, he does karaoke at 3 in the morning in the basement. I guess I should have really listened to you when you told me 1000 times that the neighbors were "handicap" and you hoped that we didn't have a problem with this. Okay, lets get something straight, "handicap" does NOT mean rapist.
So the other day when I overheard the neighbors yelling about how "you can't get another apartment with your record", I was curious to find out what record he held. So I looked up the Clark County sex offenders page, scrolled down a few lovely contestants and found my neighbor. Bleh. So last night at 2 in the morning when I was taking my garbage out and he crept up behind me to ask if I had seen his missing garbage can, I wasn't scared or anything. Just fucking creeped out. I mean, this guy is married and I don't know the circumstances of the rape or anything. It just seems like something I would have liked to know when I moved in. But after seeing how many sex offenders live in Vancouver, I don't think anyone can get too far away from it.

So how was your day today? Seriously. I bought a 5lb. box of these little oranges. They are SO GOOD. I think I ate at least 8 today. Not counting the two I am currently eating. Mmmmm.