Over The Moon

I’ve about had it with this apartment complex.

1. Friday night/Saturday morning, some jerk decided he needed to do his car repairs right then. Right outside my bedroom window. He revved his engine for an hour and a half. From 12:30 to 2:00am.

2. The lady across the hall asked me if she could use my phone. When I told her I was going to bed and that I needed to talk to Adam before I did so, she stood in the hall and yelled that I was a “damned liar” before going into her apartment and slamming the door.

3. The neighbor downstairs no longer has his loud sexfests because he and his girlfriend broke up, but he still blasts crappy music for 90 to 120 minutes almost every evening while he works out. His work out grunts sound like sex sounds.

4. The lady across the hall also stands at her door and yells “SHUT THAT DAMN NOISE” for no reason. I don’t hear any sounds. There is no way she can hear me typing on my computer. But she’ll stand there and yell and yell and yell. It’s really annoying. The management won’t do anything about it. They’ve tried but now, I think they just figure we have to deal with her.

5. Let’s not forget the chronic door slammer.

6. … and the really stinky apartment (I’m pretty sure it’s the door slammer’s.). It’s so bad that the management had to put those automatic air freshener things in the hall.




How long ’til I move to Chicago?

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The neighbor’s skanky bath water keeps draining into MY bathtub. Most of the time, I don’t ever know it because it usually drains out without a trace. The first time I’d noticed it was months ago, and I hadn’t seen it since.

This morning, it drained out and left a disgusting black film all over my tub.

I was almost asleep just now when I heard water dripping and splashing. My tub has a small drip, but NOT a splash.

It woke me up.

More skanky bathwather.

And now it won’t drain out at all.

And stupid me forgot to mention it when I was in the rental office to drop off my rent check this afternoon.

This is disgusting.

Calling maintanance first thing in the morning.

On top of this, I feel sick and icky in general.



P.S. Those of you who wanted POWNCE invites, I need your email addresses.

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What’s Goin’ On…

April 15th. A nice, round date.

So, instead of a guilt-free weekend of reading and bumming around, I spent it unpacking and arranging furniture, as most of the stuff of mine from Bauer Street arrived Thursday evening. I can’t believe how much stuff I have. So I started decluttering. I have a huge pile of stuff waiting for the dumpster, a lot of stuff to donate to Goodwill, and well, my place is very cosy now. I’m still not done, but I’ll post pictures when I DO get done, hopefully before summer hits. :)

I’d be working now, except I think I sprained my wrist, so I don’t have a lot of fun when lifting things right now. Eeek. I think it’s my wrist telling me to chill out and sit down. I did work hard today. Now I am making spaghetti to reward myself. :) Yum. I’m going to spend the evening watching DVDs and munching on good pasta. Yay.

The neighbor across the hall from me is insane. From time to time, she’ll get these notes from the rental office and stand in the hall screaming explicatives, but let three boys move my furniture in and she’ll yell (from behind her closed door) “HEY! STOP ALL THAT DAMN NOISE OR I’M GOING TO TELL THE LANDLORD!” Um, hi. The property manager and I are friends. Not only that, but THEY WERE MOVING FURNITURE. Chris finally yelled “IT’S CALLED MOVING, LADY!” And Aidan, the little parrot, would yell at her door every time SHE yelled “IT’S CALLED MOVING, WADY!”

So now, I have a futon that serves as a couch, bookcases for all my books, an entertainment center for my TV, DVD player and DVDs, and a desk for non-computery stuff, and a dresser. Aidan has a bed in his room now, that I will make up with the Mickey Mouse sheets I used in college (he specially asked for Mickey Mouse). I also have a nice baker’s rack in the kitchen. It looks like home in here. It’ll look better once I get all the rest of the stuff cleaned up.

Okay, dinner’s ready! See ya!

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I WAS Falling Asleep, But…

The first one or two times one hears the neighbors going at it are funny. The next few times are annoying. Now it’s just getting OLD. I’m going to tell the rental office to tell them that I can hear EVERYTHING that goes on in their bedroom and if they don’t want to be embarrassed, they need to quiet down.

Granted, I hate to squelch people when they’re making love. But they have to realize that they don’t live in a house, they live in a complex with other people and therefore need to be respectful. I’m just glad Aidan was asleep. Any time he hears a strange sound, he asks “What was that noise?” It’s only a matter of time before he hears them and asks what those noises are.

And I wouldn’t be so annoyed by it if they didn’t WAKE ME UP with their sounds of passion. I sleep with a volcano on and a noise machine, and I can hear them over that.

So now, they’re sleeping in their post-coital bliss, and I am wide awake on a Sunday night.

THAT is maddening.

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