December 9, 2005 - Friday
 | 4:21 PM - Oh, I know where the party at....
Current mood:  sick AT MY NEW NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE. AT 2:35 AM.
It's true, kids. The quiet-as-a-mouse couple next door sold their house to a very friendly young lad who had friends over last night rather late. As a nighttime party girl, I normally wouldn't mind such a foray. Unfortunately, Addieville houses are about this ]<--------->[ close together. His living room and back porch (complete with a mini bar with four bars on tap! Oh, the envy...) face my bedroom windows. Even casual, loud-mouthed frat boy conversation can wake my sleeping beauty self from the most peaceful rest.
I tried to flick on my lights and open my window to call over to them. Unsuccessful.
Next, I waved my pajama-ed arms at them, seeing they were looking in my general direction & were only 10 feet away. Unsuccessful.
At last, I slipped on the most easily accessible shoes: pointy-toed kitten heels. They surely completed my pajama pant with 1994 red Levi's T-shirt. I knocked on the young lad's front door three times before a charmingly drunk fellow arrived. "Oh, are we too loud?"
"Um, a little. It's just that my bedroom? Is right there? And so even if you're talking normally I can hear everything. Maybe? You could...close the back door? And talk inside instead of...on the porch?" (Why do I talk "up in the air" like an airhead when I am trying to be polite to strangers?)
"Cool, cool." New buddy held out his hand for a left-hand handshake, one of my least favorite things on earth.
Twenty minutes later, nothing had changed. I continued reading my book, hoping for respite. Eventually my tiredness, combined with my neon-orange ear plugs purchased out of necessity when I lived in the ever-bass-blasting Count de Hoernle Student Village in Florida, let me pass out.
As I suspected, I woke up late with a pounding headache. My sweet sensitive little self doesn't take well to interrupted sleep patterns. Poor me.
Time to crank out 15 more pages of a 20 page paper in a couple of hours. Yeehaw.
Ow.
 | Currently reading :
Daughter of Fortune : A Novel (Oprah's Book Club (Hardcover))
By Isabel Allende
Release date: 06 October, 1999 | |
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