Imagine if you will a beautiful Sunday morning. Sunny, not too cold (considering geographic location). Mr. V had just finished eating his waffles I so lovingly made for him (as I do every Sunday). We sit down to watch an episode of INUYASHA. Great episode. They kill somebody off and their arch nemisis gets stronger. We get ready to watch another, content in our weekend laziness, and then...
The party starts on the next door balcony! That's right! A party at 11:30 AM on SUNDAYYYY!! What the F$$K!! Don't they know that obligatory fiesta-time is Saturday night? Maybe their clocks are wrong. And what a treat this is, my friends. Loud music is the genre of spanish dance and hip-hop. Fireworks. Yes, whistle poppers being shot off a second floor balcony in the middle of a city. That's not a safety hazard. Noooo.
Last night (or morning) I was awakened by a lover's quarrell taking place down the street. But because it was the ONLY thing stirring at that time of night, it sounded like they were right inside our bedroom. FUN! Sometimes, I really look forward to winter around here. People stay inside, windows and doors are shut. This neighborhood actually gets somewhat tolerable.
So, we're not watching more Inuyasha. But, thankfully they've stopped. I'll cross my fingers and hopefully, they won't start again. Blogs make ranting so much easier.
Anyone else have bad neighbor stories to share?
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2 comments:
Hi Kathy,
Thanks for visiting my brand new blog *grin* I'm LOVING it that now I've met two people from this area just thru the "blog world".. how cool! Now I have to find a way to do that "contact me thing" so I can list my email and we can keep in contact!
Oh.. and about that plastic bakeware you mentioned.. um.. THAT is ALREADY on my christmas list! ::laughing my head off::
talk to ya soon
mia
Oh God--back when I lived in Charleston, SC, the 4 kids who lived above me threw a party once, and passed out leaving the music on until about 10 the next morning. The next time they had a party I called the cops and the kids threw a fit in front of the cops so the cops lined them all up on the street and yelled at them. Charleston is a horrible city. I haven't had any major problems in Chicago, fingers crossed, as I'll be moving in a few months!
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