Bang. Bang. Bang.
I was woken up yet again and I can’t get back to sleep. The jackass that lives above me just doesn’t get it and continues to make it difficult for me to sleep. It’s OK I’ll be a zombie tomorrow no problem. I’m glad this guy was born. I’m glad his parents met and I’m glad that they spawned this jackass so he could come live above me and make fucking noise all night long.
I was lying there in bed thinking of ways to wake him up. You see he is deaf. He can’t hear shit especially the amount of noise he makes. Just as I don’t know what it is like to live in a world without sound. He doesn’t know what it is like to live in a world with sound. And believe me he does a great job of making the WHOLE world pay for that. After all it is my fault he can’t hear. Oh no, wait, it is the fact that he weighs to much, or wait, it is this it is that or the other thing.
All sorts of excuses but none of the excuses have to do with the fact that he is a generally inconsiderate person that really doesn’t care about other people. Great thing about life is that it has a way of working things out. Maybe I’m suppose to be up right now writing about this shit. I really don’t know. I do know I wish I was in my bed sleeping. Hell maybe I should just move my bed tonight. That would be pretty interesting :).
Well I just measured it out and my bed would fit fine so I will probably move things around at some point, but not right now that wouldn’t be a good idea. I’m just mad that I was woken up again and perhaps that I couldn’t use the washer and dryer and that this has been happening over and over again with this jackass.
Maybe I’ll try to go back to sleep again…