“Noise proves nothing..."

I can hear the ugly...

"Noise proves nothing. Often a hen who has merely laid an egg cackles as if she laid an asteroid."

Two days ago, two things in life would set me off faster than anything else. And I like to think that outside those two things, it's tough to push me to the edge of reason.

Those two things are (in no particular order):
1. Practical Jokes
2. Lying

Today, there are now three things.
The third is this:
3. Waking up at 1:30am to my neighbor and her friends singing Elvis Presley songs, followed by much laughter and noise. Only to then hear, once the friend's leave, her and her gentleman caller having sex in her bedroom, that is adjacent to mine. And after all the moaning and such, said people choosing to stay in her bedroom for the next hour or so and watch late night sitcoms and laugh until 4am. Then having the same thing happen the *next* night, minus the tv, only a few hours earlier.

The noise complaint is filed, my friends, as this is just the most recent of many annoyances. I generally don't hear people being noisy, since I'm in a hallway, but ever noise or frustration I have comes from this girl. She practices her bass late at night, she listens to music so loud it rattles my dishes. She has noisy moaning sex in her bedroom, which sounds like it's actually IN my bedroom.

*pause for awkard silence*

Yeah. And I've talked to her about this stuff before (not the sex though. "Hey, can you two quit bumping uglies? I can hear the ugly..."), and she's been cool about it. The powers that be in my building say that she's stereotypically blond for a reason. LOL. Even though she works as an AutoCAD designer, she lacks a bit of common sense.