So its 4:30am on the Fourth of July and I can't sleep. Why? (I hear you ask)..well, primarily because I live in the middle of party central and our beautiful people next door neighbors have not realized that a party that lasts until 3:30 am is downright unacceptable. Now, before I hear you start in with "well, you know...it is the beach and after all, you can't expect to have a serene living experience all of the time", let me explain. The people - well, I can use their names because I doubt they will ever come across this author's blog, are beautiful people. They have their own code of conduct. Primarily, this involves inconveniencing other people and then, with the flick of the wrist, apologizing, and expecting that everything will be made better.
Example - tonight, after donning my Whittier College Sportsfest '98 T-shirt and a pair of shorts, I walked over to our new neighbor's abode and kindly asked them to shut the hell up. This was met with "oh, Dude, I'm so sorry - I've been telling her to be quiet the entire night" - like it was his girlfriend that was keeping me awake! This is what we get from these new next door neighbors....pisses me off.
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And you never even used their names. We are talking about JEFF and HEIDI. I won't know their last names until I root around in their mail a little, but you can bet that I will be posting that the minute my hard-hitting investigative tactics pay off.
DAMN YOU, JEFFTY JEFF AND HEIDI!
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