Curmudgeon
There's a bar across the street from me, the Kingfish, that just reopened. It's been closed since I moved in and I am not pleased. Sure it's supposed to be awesome, and the line to get in that snaked down the street last night certainly supports this theory, but I don't care. What I do care about is having to listen to stupid bar conversations while I'm trying to sleep. My windows are so thin and crappy that I can hear what people across the street are saying perfectly, especially when they are at Drunk Volume.
Last night, feeling crappy and sick, I decided to go to sleep really early, at like 10pm. That didn't go very well. For some reason, the corner my apartment is on seems to be the place where people either A) get into loud fights, or B) get into loud parting conversations that last forever. At least a couple times I've had to bang on my window to get people to shut the hell up and leave. I feel lame for doing that, but at 2am, I don't care what your ex-bf said, nor do I want to listen to you screaming at each other in some other language.
We'll see just how bad it is once it's been opened for a while. This really could convince me to move which I soooooooooooooo don't want to do. I think thicker windows might help, but I don't think my landlord would agree to replace them. Maybe me threatening to leave would convince him, though? I know he's having trouble filling the empty apartments in the building.
Today I have done nothing but watch movies on Netflix, drink orange juice & tea, and make chicken soup. I really need to feel better by tomorrow.
Last night, feeling crappy and sick, I decided to go to sleep really early, at like 10pm. That didn't go very well. For some reason, the corner my apartment is on seems to be the place where people either A) get into loud fights, or B) get into loud parting conversations that last forever. At least a couple times I've had to bang on my window to get people to shut the hell up and leave. I feel lame for doing that, but at 2am, I don't care what your ex-bf said, nor do I want to listen to you screaming at each other in some other language.
We'll see just how bad it is once it's been opened for a while. This really could convince me to move which I soooooooooooooo don't want to do. I think thicker windows might help, but I don't think my landlord would agree to replace them. Maybe me threatening to leave would convince him, though? I know he's having trouble filling the empty apartments in the building.
Today I have done nothing but watch movies on Netflix, drink orange juice & tea, and make chicken soup. I really need to feel better by tomorrow.