I have a TON of writing assignments this semester.  Like over 50 pages worth.

Several short 1 page review type things and a 10 page research paper on diversity.  Then my english class.  4 different papers, the first couple are 4-6 pages long and don't seem like they will be too bad even though the first one is due a week from Friday.  The last 2?  Yipes.  Is it too late to drop the class?

Paper 3 is 6-8 pages long about a problem outside of the US.  Paper 4 is 8-10 pages long and is a revised version of #3 but adding in a solution to the problem.  The proposition needs to be written with a specific person in mind who is in a position to affect change with regards to the problem.  This paper is to be turned in in triplicate.  First copy professor will grade, second copy will go to the English Department board that reads things like that, and the third copy will go to whoever our target audience is with a letter of explanation thanking them for their time.  YIPES.

I'll probably post the papers here, possibly in a couple of different posts so it's not overwhelmingly long.  But first I have to write them.  Oy vey.

Oh, and I left by the way.

Well, I didn't leave but I took a very much needed 'net break.  School is back in full force so I'll be back around some more and I have lots of stories to share, but it's late and I'm out of time so they'll have to wait for another day.

I don't think I've posted parts 1 through 3 so this might be kind of like Star Wars and eventually you'll get the beginning of the story.  (Just remind me when I come back off of vacation!)

Psycho neighbor next door has a history of causing problems and she's only lived there a few months!  It's getting unbearable.

The other night at 9 o'clock I hear *bang bang* on my door.  It's not overly late, but later than I'd expect for most of my normal company without a warning phone call, not to mention that the 'knock' wasn't so much a knock as it was a bang. 

I open the door and see my neighbor that lives on the other side of psycho neighbor at my door looking almost in tears.  She asked if I'd step outside for a minute to talk to her about something and I do. 

A bit of history on this neighbor, she's going through a divorce, fighting for custody of her children, just went back to school, is struggling financially.  She doesn't parent the way I prefer, but that's ok because she's parenting her children and not mine.  We have a lot of differences but overall she's been a good neighbor. 

Psycho Neighbor decided that since she was already on the phone with CPS reporting me (That's Part III of the story) she'd report the neighbor as well.  Luckily we both got the same caseworker, and now CPS is not accepting anymore phone calls from Psycho Neighbor.

Since that didn't go as planned she decided to make daily phone calls to neighbor's landlord to report things.  Hideous behavior like having company over and allowing the children to play outside.  All things that point to drug running.  At least according to Psycho Neighbor.

Turns out the landlord got tired of daily phone calls and decided to evict the neighbor to make the phone calls stop.  She has 2 weeks to move, no where to go and no money to do it with.  She was really lucky to find a cheap place to rent in an relatively high renters market.  She use to have a house with a large yard and a neighborhood full of children.  Now she's afraid she will end up in the shelter with her children she is fighting for custody of.

Add to the mix that she has gotten private information on the neighbor that short of going through her mail I'd have no idea how she'd get it or why on earth she'd feel the need to call her lawyer and report these same allegations.  I'm angry for the neighbor, and afraid that with them gone she'll turn her attention back on us.  Really afraid.

Things have been turning around for the better for us, I don't want to have some nosy Psycho Neighbor screw up my life now.