How did it get to be midnight? I guess this is what happens when you stay up until dawn alternately playing StarCraft with your hostees and trucking through the 600’s of Infinite Jest. I deserved it though, if not for getting an A in Philosophy then for my all-day cleaning binge. And, so, up i stayed, mindlessly click-clicking on my Hatchery to “build more zerglings, goddamnit!”
In one of those between-game intervals i happened to glance out of my back window to find that my oft-spied-on neighbor had his lights on. I idly kept my eye on his window as i delved through page-long paragraphs in Jest until i saw a bit of movement and perked up — to find him taking a naked post-shower stroll through his room. The whole seeing him naked bit is rather anti-climactic after all this time (but, really, who the hell gets dressed before they get back to their room after a shower?), but i suppose he forgot that i had been spying on him after i left him alone for a while. Now he seems fond of sitting directly in his window with a huge drawing-board; i can’t imagine why he draws there … it’s not as though there’s any natural light. Could that be his convenient way of spying back at me? He has such an easy bead on my computer from there that he easily catches me turning around to glance at him before i can even see him in my peripheral vision.
Or maybe he just likes to draw. I wonder if he does nudes.
[…] So, i try not to be too judgmental in my voyeuristic exploits; after all, it isn’t really my place to have an opinion about what my neighbor does in his own bedroom — seeing as it’s not my place to be staring at him to begin with. Honestly, i feel a little lax in my creepy-neighbor duties, since he’s taken to leaving his blinds open for me to easily stare into lately. Who knows; maybe he finally started being interested in what was happening in my room? Anyhow, never was there a better reason to listen to obscure cds and stare out of my back window than procrastinating on doing my Public Relations final project, and so here i am wide-eyed and dumbfounded, blasting Save Ferris and wondering why my neighbor decided to open all of his windows and put fans in them on one of the coldest nights so far this year. I mean, if it smells in there or something, he could leave the room while he aerated it. But, anyway, no judgments … god knows i don’t want to know what he thinks about what goes on in here. […]