Blogging My Life

Up late, again, because our neighbors across the fence are noisy assholes. The people who used to live in that apartment, Sean and Michelle, were very cool people, about my age. They had jobs and we almost never heard them at all, even during the day. But they moved. Now we have about 5 or 6 twenty-somethings living there, and they are loud all the time. Normally I don't care about some noise, especially before 10:00 PM, but these people are so loud when they go outside to smoke that Jess and I actually have to turn up our TV to hear it. And after 10:00, it's just as bad. We've had to ask them a few times to quiet down at night, so you'd think they would get the message, but I guess not. I'm going to talk to them tomorrow, give being nice one more try. If that doesn't work, I guess we'll just have to start calling the cops. I've never been the cop-calling kind before, but I guess it's time to start. Oh, and this isn't the guy who woke us up moani...

Okay, so, about an hour ago (2:45 AM), my girlfriend and I were awakened by the sounds of loud moaning. It was coming from outside, and at first, I thought that perhaps one of our neighbors was getting a blowjob or something on his porch. Our building is only 15 feet or so from our neighbor's, so we'd be able to hear through our open window. But then I noticed that I didn't hear any noises that sounded like sex, or a blowjob, and I didn't hear anybody else, just moaning. So I put on my robe and went outside and looked up to see my neighbor's, feet hanging over his porch. "Rick?" I said, "Are you alright?" "Mumble....mumble....yeah, s'okay," he slurred back. "Do you need any help?" "Mumble.....no....s'alright." My man Rick was five sheets to the wind. So I went over to his building and up the stairs and sure enough, he was passed out on his porch and he smelled like a distillery. I shook him awake and got his ...