Aaron Watch: Day Four

Today was field trip day at Aaron’s camp.  Although I have no idea where they went, I know they sold candy.  His camp counselor let him buy way, way too much candy.  He came home with about half of it in his stomach and I’m holding the rest of it somewhere he cannot find.  Still, when he came home he became a blur.  Every object in his apartment and mine became of interest in him.  He pick up a number of expensive artifacts and then dropped each of them almost immediately in favor of another.  He’s already broken a glass vase that took an hour to clean up.  I then proceeded to follow him around, since sitting him down had been unsuccessful.

He is now finally calming down, but I have never seen a kid on a sugar high so extreme.  It must be that his mother does not allow candy.  Figures that he should choose to torment me.

Comic Anxiety: Sweaty

So, in the height of the heat wave taking over New York, my A/C decides to quit.  No amount of tinkering or banging will turn it back on.  Such a piece of crap.  Maybe it is not such a good idea to run a single window-mounted air conditioner to cool my entire apartment (500 square feet).  Anyway, now I’m left with two nights of heat wave exposed to the extreme temperatures.

Damn.

Comic Anxiety: …Oh crap!

I did not know what I was looking at at first.  Through my living room window, I can see my neighbor’s living room.  He’s a sixty-year-old man, and I never thought he had a wife.

As I said, I did not know what I was looking at at first.  It looked like a shaking, spotted mass on his bed.  I saw no heads.  Nothing that could have suggested it was an older couple having sex.

As I said, I was looking at it but I could not identify it.  Not only that, it was apparently going on for a while before I saw it out of the corner of my eye.  My girlfriend saw it, but she pretended she did not.

You can just imagine what happens when I finally do see it.  She thought that I was perverted, and it took a lot to convince her otherwise.  “Do they always do that with the shades open?”  I didn’t even know he had a wife!  I’ve never seen her around, so…

The creepiest thing about it is my apartment is seperated by a two and a half foot alley by his.  I was only about five feet away from the window.  The bed was only two feet from his (approximately anyway).  I was less than ten feet from… auugh!

I feel violated