2:24 p.m. - Sunday, Apr. 20, 2003
baby outbreak
outside a new day is dawning
outside suburbia's sprawling
everwhere
I DON'T WANT TO GO...
Every spring the weather gets warm, and then the veritable gaggle of children that live in the house directly under my apartment building window flock out into their backyard and scream, and yell, and sing horribly, and scream, and scream, and scream, and all round freak out from like, 8 am to 8pm every single day. This continues on ALL SUMMER LONG.
Why must people have so many god damned children? They are so CREEPY. Why have like, 6 of them, when even one is an irritation of adult society? Why must I live so near such disturbing levels of domesticity? There's a certain *teeming* quality to family life on this street.
I need to get out of NDG and move into the plateau. I'M BOTHERED AND BORED TO DEATH.
PS - I am not mean, and i do not hate children, really, i don't. I just think that those of us who have opted against bearing them from our own personal wombs, do not fare well living next to QUITE SO BLOODY MANY OF THEM. Really, everyone who sleeps in my apartment is driven to the brink by it, these children have a pandemic character about them. They alll say stuff really loud, alll at once, alll day. I'm not hateful of children though, really. I simply like them best after 12, around the time they just start getting drunk alot, and they don't want you to hear what they're doing.
