Namárie
Well I had planned on making a post earlier but with the thing next door blasting her stereo for most of the evening trying to piss me off (but it's not working) - it just stopped 20 minutes ago. So instead of banging on her door or the adjoining room (something that would be stooping to her level) I did something way better - I called the cops.
Yeah, yeah. I’m a cold heartless bitch; I’ll get over it. Ha! Unfortunately the cruiser that was supposed to arrive was called away to an emergency the PA (at the stationhouse) took down the information and had past it along.
Now why would you want to call the cops on your neighbour? Don’t you play your music loud?
I like everyone else likes to have their tunes turned up, but only to a certain hour then its turned down - city ordinance states that loud noises are to be lowered by 2300hrs (11pm). Not to mention that the music woke the girls, luckily, for me I got to think that they were just dreaming. My main concern is when they are in school and are woken up in the middle of the night because the one next door is inconsiderate. Enough about her.
So as I depart for the night …er rather the morning I want to leave you with this lovely thought:
You can scratch my chair, you can insult my mother, you can beat up my dog, and you can play with my rubber mousie... but you don't eat my food and you don't sleep in my bed. ~Garfield
Yeah, yeah. I’m a cold heartless bitch; I’ll get over it. Ha! Unfortunately the cruiser that was supposed to arrive was called away to an emergency the PA (at the stationhouse) took down the information and had past it along.
Now why would you want to call the cops on your neighbour? Don’t you play your music loud?
I like everyone else likes to have their tunes turned up, but only to a certain hour then its turned down - city ordinance states that loud noises are to be lowered by 2300hrs (11pm). Not to mention that the music woke the girls, luckily, for me I got to think that they were just dreaming. My main concern is when they are in school and are woken up in the middle of the night because the one next door is inconsiderate. Enough about her.
So as I depart for the night …er rather the morning I want to leave you with this lovely thought:
You can scratch my chair, you can insult my mother, you can beat up my dog, and you can play with my rubber mousie... but you don't eat my food and you don't sleep in my bed. ~Garfield