September 14, 2004

• 2 hours.

  
  

  I'm at work already.

  
  

  Been up what seems like forever.

  
  

  The boys next door had one BITCHING party last night.

  
  

  I know, they woke me up at about 3am...someone named Jason was puking in the grass outside my apartment building, and since my window was open, I got to hear it. And hear his inamorata Sandy berating him for puking and for danging over the balcony...and a bunch of other things that I can't recall.

  
  

  Then, post-puke, they both went back inside and continued with the drinking.

  
  

  I think they finally quit 5ish? I'm not sure, I was pretty delirious and annoyed by that time. It's break week at OSU!

  
  

  And why couldn't they party TONIGHT? I could have gotten up, found clothes and gone over to have a drink, do a keg stand (not that I know HOW, but I'm sure I could learn) or at least join in the chanting that was keeping me awake.

  
  

  I should have at least gotten up to pound on their door and ask them to be quiet, but I couldn't summon the energy to clothe myself or to toss the snoring cats on the floor. They never even heard the party. Big slugs that they are!

  
  

  Ah well.

  
  

  1 hour and 50 minutes to go...

  • 8:11 am
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