Crummy Night’s Sleep

Last night, around 2 a.m., our neighbor (with whom we share a balcony) was apparently going on some kind of drunken rampage, screaming, swearing, slamming doors, and pounding up and down the stairs to her apartment.

Of course, everytime something like that happens, it reminds me of this. Not pleasant. So, of course, it took me a ridiculously long time to fall asleep. And here I am, up again at 10:30 a.m. Stupid wench.

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