this isn't funny, i just can't sleep.
i haven't slept. i can't study. the neighbors across the alley... they do it. they do it all night. and all morning. sex is one thing, but they aren't having sex. they're killing each other. the grunting. the howling. the inhuman "AAAHHHHH!!!!!"
i've tried slamming my window shut. i've tried sleeping in a sweltering room with pillows over my head and white noise going. i've tried yelling "please close your window when you do it." i've tried yelling "i can hear you with my window closed, please have some respect." i've even tried yelling "for god's sake i'm trying to sleep!"
if i had the stomach i'd stand in my window trying to follow the animal sounds to a window across the way, walk over to the building, figure out the buzzing system and, yes, i've contemplated buzzing their apartment. often. buuuuuuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
all night.
but that doesn't seem likely to work out.
so i dream of suicide. if i get to dream at all.
please. you dirty, stinky, unshaven, ugly tattooed, coffee drinking, green tea snorting, pot loving, berkenstock wearing, bra-less mother fuckers.... please... shut the hell up while you're making another progressive little hippie abortion.
thank you.