Monday, March 4, 2013
The girl next door
The girl next door is watching Walk the Line. I can hear it through my wall. I've never met the girl. Once I saw her walk to her door when I was walking from the trash chute to the elevator. We didn't speak; actually I only saw her walking the other direction. But at least from that perspective she doesn't look half bad. Even that being the case, and Walk the Line is quite a good film, I'm still not tempted to go talk to my new neighbor. She smokes in her apartment and that seems like a major lifestyle choice. I'm sure her place smells like cigarettes and all her stuff and it probably doesn't bother her at all. It's worse than a girl who owns a bunch of cats. I should make a list of Must-Nots in case I start Internet dating. Girls on there will love that.