You better keep the peace, or out comes the piece.

[raybear]

Another reason I hate my apartment: every day around 7:30 am, someone honks outside our window. Not just once or twice, and then the person comes out and gets their ride -- oh no. Usually it's at least five or six batches of honking, because the person in the apartment is apparently slow as hell and the person in the car is lazy as fuck and won't get out of the car and ring the doorbell. Two or three long honks. Pause. Pause. Two or three long honks. Pause. Pause. Repeat. In these moments, I'm glad I don't own a gun or anything else exceedingly dangerous because my rage is so intense, I awake in a fury and I worry I might do something I would definitely regret. Instead, I can only consider going to the fridge and getting the entire carton of eggs and stepping outside and throwing them one at a time while yelling for them to shut the fuck up. But I can't even do that since it requires getting dressed.

I'm still sick. Or still on this verge. I'm achey and my tonsils are swollen, and that's about it, but it's certainly enough. The plan was to go to work today anyway, just sit at my desk and get schoolwork done all day. But I can't do it. Instead I'm staying home to sleep and in between do schoolwork.

Besides, I read my horoscope after calling in and it said today is a good day to focus on my health. Which means finishing my orange juice then going back to sleep now that the honking is done.

Comments

[the-passives.livejournal.com]

EGG THE FUCKER

[queermarcus.livejournal.com]

And yet I envy you for still being in bed at 7:30 every morning.

[gloeden.livejournal.com]

At least their not honking for their drugs, like in my neighborhood.
Hope you feel better babe.
But if not, stay the hell away from me, you're bad luck!

[raybear.livejournal.com]

At least their not honking for their drugs, like in my neighborhood.


No, they just yell for that. Or do the whistling that imitates bird calls. But both of those things happen when I'm awake, or at least not right outside the window by my bed.

Ah, urban living.

I HATE THAT!

[keetbabe.livejournal.com]

there used to be a school bus that honked every flipping morning last year at 7:15 am. given that i didn't have to be to work at any normal time, i was often sleeping, except when i would wake up in a rage b/c of the incessant honking. this has got to be one of my biggest pet peeves ever. i once told a car full of teenage boys to get off their fat asses and ring the fkcing doorbell. needless to say, i didn't make any friends that day...

hope you feel better soon.