Fuck you, mornings!
It's 9:40 am.
So far, the doorbell has rang, the phone has rang, and some fucking asshole is banging on the building.
Fuck you, people. Seriously. Some of us are trying to SLEEP.
Please wait until 10 am to do your loud bullshit.
And no, I don't answer the door in the morning. You need to call me or email me before you ring my bell. Unannounced visitors are creepy. Especially when you know as many freaks as I do.
I need to move out. Now. Hooray, unlisted numbers. Hooray, cell phones that don't get solicitation calls. Hooray, annoying crazy bastards that want to talk to my mom, not knowing where I live and not harassing me.
Fuck you $500/month.
Fuck everyone.