Monday, February 16, 2009

The trash that lives upstairs

Oh, in our future, when we have become cool, dignified, and socially-acceptable adults (or at least youths functioning in the adult world), let us not forget the madness that LIVED IN THE ROOM ABOVE US SENIOR YEAR.

Those floozies have been having a bass-thumping, jumping-up-and-down-so-hard-they're-shaking-my-ceiling-and-collection-of-empty-beer-bottles PARTY. Or at least, they were. They stopped around 1:45, and it is now 2:26, but good god were they having a crazy, crazy time. I knocked on the CL's door, but goodness knows she was indisposed, and was going to call S&S (DPS..?) at 2, but they stopped before them.

So let us never forget, and go forth, and live with eternal consideration for our neighbors.

Think this. And this. And oh yah...think back to this.

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Five things:
Vitamin E, t-shirts, dessert, new experiences, Ibsen

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