Dec 14, 2005 11:05
Have I ever told anyone my uncontrollable desire to wake up to a vibrating ceiling? And even better-oh this gets good!-It is vibrating because a certain someone upstairs is blasting, I mean, on-purpose-full-out-cranking-the-god-damn-music-knowing-it-is-probably-finals-week-blasting, POLKA MUSIC! Mind you, I sleep in a loft style bed, so I mean my face is like 3 feet from the ceiling. Fuck you Argentina, for spawning this beast of evil from your bosom.
That is all. I hope everyone is doing well this week with finals and not waking up to loud-as-fuck polka party.