The assholes who live above us have been blasting their techno induced fuckfest CRAP since 3 a.m. this morning. When I first awoke to the same mind plaguing drum"beat" looping over and over and over through my ceiling I thought my eardrums had burst and that I was dying...no such luck...finally just resigned myself to the fact that it was not going to stop and got out of bed early this morning...11 a.m. now and it's STILL going...someone needs to tell these buttmotards that the rave is over. More importantly - the rave ended in 1992.
Just when I think I am all filled with tranquility and love I am rudely reminded that until we move to New Zealand there are just too many cheesdicks to maintain our little abode of peace.
I hate people.
Just when I think I am all filled with tranquility and love I am rudely reminded that until we move to New Zealand there are just too many cheesdicks to maintain our little abode of peace.
I hate people.

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romance, rememberance, and celebration.
cool.
you might get me to wax philisophical, but i won't do windows!!
oh wait! dammit!