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Fuck this shit.
So I get home at like 11:30pm after canvassing in the fucking suburbs and I am exhausted so of course I usually go to sleep sometime after midnight and it hasn't even been a fucking hour, and what happens? I get woken up. Screaming from outside. Lovely.
I can't see who the fuck's making the noise - my window looks upon this tiny little courtyard that doesn't open up to the street - and honestly I don't care enough to go to the front door to look. All I can hear is just lots of screaming. Honestly I'm too tired and annoyed to tell if someone's in trouble or people are just drunk. Probably the latter. My roommate chose a lovely day to have a party of charades with friends. They did ask if I wanted to join. That was nice, at least.
Hm, is it raining? I can't tell. It's still pretty dark. The sky is kinda light, though. Lightning? Eh, dunno. Whatever.
Ugh, people, shut up and stop screaming.
So I get home at like 11:30pm after canvassing in the fucking suburbs and I am exhausted so of course I usually go to sleep sometime after midnight and it hasn't even been a fucking hour, and what happens? I get woken up. Screaming from outside. Lovely.
I can't see who the fuck's making the noise - my window looks upon this tiny little courtyard that doesn't open up to the street - and honestly I don't care enough to go to the front door to look. All I can hear is just lots of screaming. Honestly I'm too tired and annoyed to tell if someone's in trouble or people are just drunk. Probably the latter. My roommate chose a lovely day to have a party of charades with friends. They did ask if I wanted to join. That was nice, at least.
Hm, is it raining? I can't tell. It's still pretty dark. The sky is kinda light, though. Lightning? Eh, dunno. Whatever.
Ugh, people, shut up and stop screaming.