Finally, the three month odyssey is over and I can sleep again without getting stoned on Meth fumes.

So, how did we accomplish the near seemingly impossible job of convincing these Meth making tenants to finally leave? Did we actually get any help from the apartment management? No. How about help from the local constabulary? Nope, they didn’t help either, well, not directly. So how did we do it? We became the nuisance residents and they finally left.

But not as you may think. We did not party all night or pound on the roof, nor did we take pictures of everyone that went up there or write down license plates. Nope, none of those. What we did was keep calling the cops. And I a sure the cops hated us because of the frequency of the calls. I know we got on their nuisance list, but it was worth it to relieve ourselves of the Meth mongrel upstairs.

We called the cops so often and they came over so often that we had the cops knocking on our Meth enhanced neighbors door so often they must have finally figure that we were on to them and eventually they would get caught. Wisely they moved out!

Now it has been about a week since being exposed to toxic fumes drifting in from the apartment upstairs and I am starting to feel better. I am feeling better enough to start writing again. I would not be surprised to find that there is a correlation between lack of creativity and meth use. So, I seem to be detoxing successfully and hopefully blogging will commence again.

But in the mean time I (and my roomies) will quietly celebrate the fact that some tweakers finally got a clue and have left the building.

An Addendum: In case you were wondering why it was the apartment management took no real steps to help us in our plight against our upstairs meth buddies, consider this: If Las Vegas Police did indeed arrest them for cooking meth the Clark County Health Department would have been along immediately and condemned the apartment. If that happened the management company would have to strip the apartment down to the 2x4’s. Thus, it was more cost effective for the management company for them to take my wrath and threats than to confront the tweakers or aid the police. I wonder what they would have done had I actually filed a million dollar law suit against them.

Damn, one more opportunity missed to get rich off the deep pockets because I had to be level headed.