I'm pretty sure my neighbors hate me. And ya know what? Can't say I blame them.
I have a job where I have to work real adult hours. Monday through Friday, 8-5. That unfortunately means I also probably need to sleep old people hours : Bed by 10pm. Lame, I know. But I need my beauty sleep...trust me!
Allow me to paint you a picture:
It's a hot spring night. Tuesday is slowly making it's way into the wee hours of a Wednesday morn. The sky is beautiful in all it's black glory, every so wonderously bedecked with shining stars. It's the perfect backdrop for one about to lay rest...
Add to that a chick sitting in her room, piss drunk, bitter about getting a year older, and the ugly sound of young kids partying and having fun.
Homie don't play dat.
Random ho in the middle of the street: Oh my GOD...I am sooooooooo wastoid!
Random ho #2: I like, loooooove drinking with older guys.
Random ho #3: I totally know! We don't have to ask anyone who's like, 21 or old or whatever to buy our Coor's Light for us!
Insert annoying as giggles.
Enter drunk bitch barrelling over to the open window to shed some much needed light on the scene in the street below...
Drunk old grouch: All of you shut the fuck up. I'm old, I'm tired, I'm drunk and bleeding out of my vagina!
Que laughter of all the party guests in the garage.
The buck stops there.
The drunken blackout makes it's appearance.
Stay classy.
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