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napoleonherself8:00 PM: Go to bed, having been up for about 24 hours, in the hopes of normalizing sleep schedule. For those of you just tuning in: I have severe sleep problems that are normalized slightly by Prozac, which drug I have not had for a month or two. Thus I sleep when I can and wake up exhausted every time, even WITHOUT the type of disturbances listed out below.
12:15ish AM: Awake to sound of neighbors having another drunken loud gathering outside. Yeah, the same ones. Cops are called. Cop comes out and sends the white trash indoors.
1:00ish AM: Neighbors go outside and start yakking it up again. Cops called again. This time they shut up when the cop gets here so all he sees is some people standing quietly in the parking lot and thus he does nothing. Also, the (fairly large, maybe a lab mix) dog kept out on the (fairly small) balcony across the way, having been out there and barking for (mecha says) about three hours, is seen shivering and pawing frantically to be let in.
1:10 AM: A couple of the people from downstairs come up here and pound on our door, yell for a bit, then go away.
Thereafter there is some laughing and yelling and repeated door-slamming heard from their apartment, but nothing out of the ordinary.
Man, the office bitch is gonna be pissed when we dare to complain about the above.
12:15ish AM: Awake to sound of neighbors having another drunken loud gathering outside. Yeah, the same ones. Cops are called. Cop comes out and sends the white trash indoors.
1:00ish AM: Neighbors go outside and start yakking it up again. Cops called again. This time they shut up when the cop gets here so all he sees is some people standing quietly in the parking lot and thus he does nothing. Also, the (fairly large, maybe a lab mix) dog kept out on the (fairly small) balcony across the way, having been out there and barking for (mecha says) about three hours, is seen shivering and pawing frantically to be let in.
1:10 AM: A couple of the people from downstairs come up here and pound on our door, yell for a bit, then go away.
Thereafter there is some laughing and yelling and repeated door-slamming heard from their apartment, but nothing out of the ordinary.
Man, the office bitch is gonna be pissed when we dare to complain about the above.
