Tag Archives: Neighbors
You know…
…most of the time I’m glad my neighbors are quiet, but every once in a while I get to feeling a little nostalgic and, well, I miss Stompy and Shouty and Next Door Neighbor. With these neighbors, I have no … Continue reading
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The plot thickens…
I forgot! I came home on Friday during the presidential debates last week and Shouty was busy yelling at his television. Mostly things like ‘You’re a liar!’ ‘You just want foreign oil, stop lying!’ and the ever-popular ‘Shut up!’ It … Continue reading
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I just thought it was funny…
I just passed Shouty(?) and a big, burly friend of his coming out of our building this morning. Shouty(?): And there’s, like, a farmer’s market going on just down the street. Shouty(?)’s big, burly friend: Whoa, that’s awesome!
We have a nickname!
As I’ve said before, the doors to our apartments are very thin, which means that it’s very easy to hear, very clearly, across the hall. So, I was watching an MST3K movie on my computer and probably laughing a bit … Continue reading
Let the nicknaming commence!
I am the proud owner of two new neighbors today! So no more stories about Stompy and Catty-Corner Girl (not that there ever were stories about her, I think). I’ll have to give them new names because, despite saying hello … Continue reading
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Oh, Next Door Neighbor…
I’m in the middle of waiting for my iPod to re-sync with iTunes (Hast thou forsaken me, Hadley Jr.?!) because it (Hadley Jr.) has started to get confused about what it thinks it’s playing (e.g., it says it’s playing Coldplay, … Continue reading
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Holy fuck!
It’s 4:40 am and I’m pretty sure we just had an earthquake (that or Stompy’s really outdone himself)! Uh, I live in Illinois, so that’s not really supposed to happen, I think. Also, I hope it doesn’t happen again as … Continue reading
Really, Stompy?
Toto? Now I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with Toto or the song ‘Africa’ in particular. But is that really the kind of song you want to be playing loud enough for everyone to hear? I think that’s more of … Continue reading
Oi!
Stompy! No matter how loudly you play Radiohead, I will never love you the way I love Next-Door Neighbor because he Doesn’t play Radiohead at midnight. Yes, I know it’s a Saturday and I’m just up watching Green Wing, but … Continue reading
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Music theory…
No, don’t run away! I promise this isn’t music theory. No. I have a music theory. Allow me to explain. Following a Justin Timberlake trance that left me with that sort of queasy feeling you get after taking a nap … Continue reading
Insert noise of general disgust here
My across-the-way neighbor, Stompy McSlammerson, has returned. And so have all his Stompy McSlammerson friends. Mostly I’m worried that they’ll wake me up at 4:00 in the morning with all their stomping and slamming and talking loudly in the hallway … Continue reading