neighbor

oh dear.

i really, really, hate our upstairs neighbors. they are so loud and disrespectful. i can't stand that even though we have called property management endless times, i've documented the times that i've heard him over a particularly anger-fueled weekend, and a proposed mediation meeting by management, they still doesn't get it.

i hate living on the ground level. two years ago when we moved in the bf and i were thinking "temporary situation." the ground floor apartment was to help in moving furniture in (read: no elevators). two years later, and life just caught up with us. stuck.

but today, today, while taking a lovely saturday afternoon nap and being woken up again by them, i was filled with rage yet again.

stupid loud walkers and bouncey dog.

argh. get me out of here!