just a small follow-up to yesterday’s post, i found this article which describes what i was originally intending to get at before i rambled my way to a some murky conclusion (without even complaining about low-carb beer! i can’t believe i forgot that).
in other news, it has finally been confirmed that the new upstairs neighbour is actually a male person of the middle-to-late thirties persuasion. i ran into him as i was coming home and he was heading out for some sort of fitness endeavour. then i ran into him again when i ambled down to the store to pick up something for lunch today and he was walking home. he’s a lot more tolerable than the evil upstairs neighbour from hell with the Very Loud And Crappy Music Playing All The Time. we just have to work on his conversation volume (it’s amazing how much more a man’s deep voice carries than a woman’s) and how loud and late he watches his tv.
i literally haven’t talked to meghan in two weeks. my cell’s been out of air time credits since the friday before last, so if she’s tried texting me she probably thinks i’m ignoring her. i should phone her today, see if they’ve got plans for this weekend. time is just flying. i can’t seem to get anything other than washing dishes and a little bit of exercise done on weeknights. last weekend was crazy busy, i’m going to the island next weekend… when did my life get so hectic? i need to stop sleeping so i can get shit done.
the elimination of sleep will cause mania, not productivity. besides, considering how much you value your sleep and sleep surfaces, why aren’t you getting a bed yet?
We used to live upstairs from a 6’2″ barrel-chested 40-something man. Both apartments were wood floor and linoleum, so sound really travelled. Dan and I used to crack up because even if we were in opposite corners of the unit (downstairs guy in lower NW, us in the upper SE), you could hear him do this creepy clearing-my-throat sound. And he’d do it a LOT. Fun times… I hope you have a better rapport with your neighbor than we did with ours.