To Stupid Poopies: WAKE UP!

My punkass, jackass, asshole downstairs neighbors sleep until 10:00, 11:00, even 11:28 once. That late. How do I know? Because they are so m-f-ing loud that I know when they are home, on the phone, yelling at their dog, etc. I have four neighbors here and sometimes hear a bit from each. That’s normal. I’m sure they hear me, too. But not like these sumbitches. I’m out of here in a week, so I get less furious at night when I can listen to their television with my feet on the floor and can’t just sit to read in my own damned apartment because I can’t find my earplugs. That I have to work in the morning and afternoon with my mp3 player on to drown out whatever they do when they are home all damned day.

I have been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately with moving, my friends’ wedding, computer shopping, the dissertation. So when I finally start drifting off at 1:30 a.m. on a Tuesday night only to get startled awake by some complete idiot screaming and banging things around in the night, it’s the first thing I think of when I oversleep and don’t get up until 8:30 a.m. And I download Rage Against the Machine’s “Wake Up” (because I have no idea where the CD is) and crank it up on my computer, over their bedroom, with the subwoofer turned up. And unless he lives under a rock and never heard Rage or saw The Matrix (it plays as the end), he knows what this song is called and why furniture banged around above his head this morning and why bass is waking him up. Why this song is playing over and over and over. Why I took a ride on my desk chair all over the creaky wooden floors. I want him to come up here so that I can laugh at his complaints and slam the door is his face.

But then again, I think he’s positively stupid, so maybe he won’t get it. At least I know I’m not waking anyone else up. No one sleeps that late here on weekdays.

I really wanted to pull out my big bass amp that I haven’t played on since the apartment under mine in Carbondale was empty. Play the [sweet] bassline of this song along with it and knock some stuff off his walls. But I don’t have the energy to be moving that monster. And I don’t want to get myself into too much trouble breaking windows when the managers are so dang nice to us.