06 September 2011

3 here's why i'm not happy

(and neither is mozart)


the neighbor's boyfriend sings emo at high volume. i thought this couldn't get worse then it did. 

over the weekend a flutist moved into my building. a flutist who has no social life to speak of given that he/she is playing the flute freaking every waking moment of the day. 

he/she plays the flute. the boy next door "sings." and vieve and i sit in my lovely apartment, our ears assaulted by amadeus as performed by deathcab for cutie.

it will be a long year.  

3 comments:

jmillewitz said...

I feel your pain dear. Although school has started, so now the noise is assaulting me in the late afternoon and in the evening.

The Whiffer said...

and here i am with metre deep walls and so very far away celilings craning to hear other life in the building, even the odd snore would tell me that I am indeed sharing this ancient structure with another human.
We'll get used to our respective 'its'

oline said...

you are a fount of wisdom