17 October 2003
the uncomfortable second sleeping place in this apartment, aka "the couch"
are WE happy campers? NOSIREE WE ARE NOT.
ok, so sofar this apartment has been the epitome of quiet. now the teeny-bopper 20 year olds have decided to throw a party. underneath my bed, as far as i can discern. loud music. they are FRICKING SINGING ALONG. this is as bad as philly pine street where i used to call the cops.
so i had a bad, weepy evening tonight for a variety of reasons, and then this; i can't even go to bed happily, comfortably, find solace in the bed.
no.
i am on "the couch". in "the living room". with earphone and it is still loud and i don't know if i should go down (a), but i am in my pj's (b), and (c) i would rather write a passive-agressive note tomorrow saying: sure, ok, hope you had fun, i didn't want to ruin your party last night but i sure as hell didn't sleep love you TOO.
damn.
***
ok, time to chill, maybe read a bit in bed.
but wait.
no.
i am going to sleep on
"the couch".
i am pissed off. oh yes. indeed.
dandlioneyes at 12:19 am