I’m sitting at my desk (at home), trying to get some work done. All I can hear is my neighbor’s techno music. And the guy yelling at his wife. He likes to yell. He’s a bit of a control freak. He doesn’t like to deal with me when I talk to him, he must always talk with Kenny. I don’t like that.
My goal is to be out of this apartment by Fall.
I hate the noise.
I hate our neighbors.