Why must someone speak in their native tongue on the phone very loudly at 4 AM in the morning?!
Why must someone then cook bacon at 5 AM in the morning?
Why must someone then start their truck engine about 5 times in a row at 6 AM?! (did it break? or do you just like hear the engine start? does that make you happy?!?)
I am not happy. I am tireddd.
Rant finished.
Oh man ... gotta love the rented life. In toronto I had neighbors above me who liked to perform native chants and bang on drums at absurdly early hours of the morning. Here in Victoria I have neighbors who like to repeatedly hit the wall that is directly beside my head when I sleep, also at absurdly early hours. So much fun. All this to say I sympathize.
ReplyDeletehahah, this blog is the best, but I am sorry for all of your frustration Katie!
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