tired.

i am awfully tired. it is as if my entire weekend, lack of sleep, excessive drinking and fetish party attending has now caught up for me. My arms and hands feel heavy, and the caffeine i just drank has not kicked in. Typing is excessive effort.

working, is out of the question. i keep trying to, but my brain is mush and my eyes burn

maybe it is because the people above me fuck loudly everynight.
I have no problem with people having a healthy sex life.
but for christ sake, PLEASE pad your bed frame

So around 12:30, after an hour of them fucking. (this is after 2 hours of her walking around in high heeled shoes on wood floor) I took my trusty swiffer, and started pounding loudly on the ceiling of our bedroom.

it immediately stopped. no fucking. not a sound. you could hear the startled response of silence above us.

justin thinks we should build a robot to combat it. So when it is silent up there, our robot beats on our ceiling.
he also thinks we should buy a pair of slippers and leave them at their door. I think we should also leave a note "we know you LOVE shoes, but try slippers instead, we will love them!"

We both have this passive aggressive behavior of turning on the cold or hot water every time one of them showers (daily, sometimes twice a day we do this)
I usually alternate, toilet flush, cold water, flush again, hot water. It is a bit of fun. What is most amusing, is J does the same thing, but we didn't know the other one was doing it until recently.

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I had never finished this post- its about 2 weeks later- i just do not have time to write in this thing. someone tell my boss to stop giving me so much work so i can also blog during the day.