||[Aug. 22nd, 2004|01:35 pm]
I spent a good nine hours by myself at work yesterday, so I was soooo happy to be at my friend Jon's birthday party afterwards. It was at his boyfriend, Roy's apartment, which is a huge place a block from the Grove. Hardwood floors, decorated with Eames furniture. Just plain gorgeous. And I don't think he's paying much, because he's been there for 10 years. |
Last Thursday night, my downstairs neighbors had a party that culminated in me knocking on their door and yelling at them at 3:30 am for playing bad electric guitar. This is a completely different set of neighbors than the ones I shut down the previous week for making noise after hours. I don't want to be the 'old' person in the building that needs to 'sleep' because I have a 'job.' But I am. So, anyway, some time after the debacle, loud-guitar-guy (who lives directly below me on the first floor) posts a public apology for his bad behavior by the mailboxes. Fine. But then, Matt from the third floor wrote on the apology, "Hey, no problem man! Didn't hear a peep! Invite me over for a drink next time! :)" I want to shake Matt around and tell him not to encourage guitar-guy. Especially since Matt lives on the other side of the building, and couldn't possibly be bothered by guitar guy's noise.
Anyhow, I ended up getting a fine night of sleep. Thank god I don't have to be at work at 9am.