IRC Explanation of The Author’s Weekend
By Giania • May 30th, 2007 at 10:21 am • Category: Fnord| Hot: |  |  | | | |
No names have been changed, but appropriate links have been provided to appropriately ID the other participants in the conversation. Where no appropriate link could be found, the name has been omitted. Some cross-talk has also been omitted, since it doesn’t make quite as much sense out of context as it would with much more text. Rather than retell the story, again, in another format, I figured just sharing this with everyone would suffice.
Giania XD I worked yesterday, spent Sunday at my parents’, got briefly kicked out of my apartment due to a law enforcement situation, and drove my brother around all Friday afternoon.
Steppo due to a…law enforcement situation?
Giania Did I tell you guys about the loony tune that lived down the hall from me?
Giania I really have to make a blog post about this…
Steppo No you sure havent
Steppo sits down infront of Giania
WEERD the old bag who burnt her place down?
Giania hahaha. no not that one, WEERD, this is ANOTHER psycho
WEERD wow
Steppo another…psycho!?
WEERD Good ‘Ol Freak Magnet G!
Steppo do you live at a mental institution?
Steppo lol
Giania apparently I do
Giania OH!
Giania So yeah, we’ve got lady who nearly torched the joint
Steppo hehe
Steppo I love storytelling time
Giania then I have this encounter with the lady down the hall, from 206
Giania I go down to get my laundry from the dryer
Giania it’s about 1am, since I work weird hours and decide to do chores at weirder hours
Giania Her and her husband (I’ve seen him around before, sort of weird, quiet, plays his techno loud) are down there doing laundry
Giania Uh oh – I think – this could go weird
Giania Sure ’nuff
Giania She introduces herself, starts rumbling about the issues we’ve had
Giania fire, the break in because of the party in the 3rd floor hallway
Giania etc
Giania and it mounts from t here
Giania I fold my laundry and try to be polite
Giania she gets more and more into her dialogue
Giania talking about how everyone in the building is either “trash” or “a drug dealer” ….oh wow, a paranoid.
Steppo oh god…
Giania Then it slowly turns to her. Her personal history, which conflicts the more she talks about it. Her opinions on all kinds of things. a schizophrenic paranoid
Giania During all this, her hubby is going back and forth, doing the laundry and periodically saying things like “hey, the girl’s arm is falling off, let her go home” with this “oh that wacky gal of mine” tone
Giania My buddy Jay goes by, without really stopping, I was hoping I could have grabbed him in time to have him bail me out. No such luck
Giania I endure about an hour and fifteen minutes of that before I can retreat
Steppo wow, like…
Steppo wow
WEERD jesus
Giania I found out later that Jay had been trapped by her weirdness in the elevator before, so I can understand his hesitation
Steppo hahaha
Steppo jesus christ
Giania on top of that, he’d caught her ranting into the entryway intercom
Giania hollering from her apartment to the front door about how she was watching, and those fuckers had better go elsewhere, etc
Giania Well
Giania Saturday was the fetid gravy on the cake. She’d apparently had enough.
Steppo haha, and lemme guess. There was none at the door?
Giania You got it
Giania well, until Jay and Ash went by, anyway
Steppo haha
Giania he almost decided to rant back at her
Giania So yeah. Saturday
Giania She snapped
Steppo yeah saturday
Giania Got too paranoid
Giania thought people were bothering her, watching her, etc
Giania pulled a knife
Giania cut her husband on the hand pretty good, and was apparently threatening herself and others
Giania I myself woke up right around 2pm (aaah weekends)
Giania About 5 minutes later was when the cops knocked on my door
Giania they wanted everybody on the second floor OUT because they had guns drawn and did not want any loose fire going thru the paper-thin walls.
Steppo what the hell…
Giania I and my neighbors hung around outside for about 45 minutes.
Giania In that time, the building was surrounded. 3 local cop cars across the street. 2 state on our side. at least 2 ambulances. 2 plain clothes cops, a building manager, and 1 full dress cop at each entrance and stairwell
WEERD I would have asked if they wanted backup : ]
Giania They brought the husband out and put him in the first ambulance to get his hand stiched up
Giania (he bled on the floor, etc after he got back, on top of it all)
Giania when they extracted her, in cuffs, still cussing and struggling, she had no pants on
Giania when I went back upstairs, I discovered that she must have ditched her shorts in the hall
Giania Also, the screen in the second floor hall window was knocked out
Giania It was propping open the front door
Giania couldn’t tell why
