Monday, April 30, 2007

I hate my neighbors at night

In the living room, it sounds like 300 pound men are playing Dance Dance Revolution. Above my bedroom, it sounds as if bodies are being thrown to the floor. I believe I listened to that for two minutes and then an inexplicable ball rolling across the floor. I feel like banging on their door and asking what the hell they're doing in there, but then I collect my thoughts, breathe in and out three times, and ask myself of what would the Joker do?

Let the games begin.

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