Music Lady + Leverage love
* There's a lady in my building who loves music, especially loud music. Last night she decided that midnight was a good time to play her very loud music. Eventually someone'd had enough and called the landlord's security guards. Music Lady refused to open when they arrived and kept playing her music. The security guards gave up and called the police, who finally managed to get her to turn off the noise. At 2 o'clock in the morning. When I have to be up at 5.30.
I love my flat and I think renting is brilliant but right now I have a sudden urge to find a house in the middle of the woods with no neighbours at all.
If anyone needs me I'll be under my desk, sleeping.
* Leverage! How much do I love Eliot? (Realism? What realism? That was awesome.) And how cute are Parker and Hardison? (Pretzels!) The answer to both questions is: Very Much.
* Two days 'til Christmas and I have bought a grand total of zero gifts. It's probably time to start thinking about that...
I love my flat and I think renting is brilliant but right now I have a sudden urge to find a house in the middle of the woods with no neighbours at all.
If anyone needs me I'll be under my desk, sleeping.
* Leverage! How much do I love Eliot? (Realism? What realism? That was awesome.) And how cute are Parker and Hardison? (Pretzels!) The answer to both questions is: Very Much.
* Two days 'til Christmas and I have bought a grand total of zero gifts. It's probably time to start thinking about that...