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i've never been lucky enough to live some where w/ good neighbors, or even tolerable ones at that. some how i've always managed to live in places that share thin walls w/ people i would run over if i happened to see them in the street.
i am literally sourrounded by stupidity on all sides when i am @ home, & i can hear it rise up through the floor & seep through the walls more often than not. there's the church w/ it's youth groups & hootenay sing alongs 4 days a week on one side, the queens of dog shit to the back, the drunken kareoke assholes below, & the woo hoo bro frat boys completing things on the other side.
why me? oh why, oh why me? at least my pretty little apartment is of some comfort. i've never loved anywhere i've lived as much as i love this place. although i left my parents house years ago, this is the first place that's ever felt like a actual home. since leaving home @ 18, i've never stayed in one place half as long as i've been here. it's such a comfort to have some where i love as much as this place to come home to @ night.
i am currently hatching diabolical schemes to drive my shitty neighbors away from here. any ideas?