No more guilt
Mar. 14th, 2007 03:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starzkiIt is 3:30AM.
My upstairs neighbor (who I have been thinking of in my head as "my roommate" with as much as her life affects mine) sucks ass.
She came home at just before 3AM and, along with the shouting and stomping around, turned on music (Poe's "Hello" album).
Part of me wonders if she just hasn't gotten the complaint yet or if she's being intentionally spiteful. I know she'll definitely have a letter delivered through the mail by tomorrow, but I was guessing that she'd probably have it today.
Suffice to say that I no longer feel a shred of guilt about the complaint in either case.
:(
I used to love this apartment so much.
My upstairs neighbor (who I have been thinking of in my head as "my roommate" with as much as her life affects mine) sucks ass.
She came home at just before 3AM and, along with the shouting and stomping around, turned on music (Poe's "Hello" album).
Part of me wonders if she just hasn't gotten the complaint yet or if she's being intentionally spiteful. I know she'll definitely have a letter delivered through the mail by tomorrow, but I was guessing that she'd probably have it today.
Suffice to say that I no longer feel a shred of guilt about the complaint in either case.
:(
I used to love this apartment so much.
