||[May. 11th, 2005|08:20 pm]
|||||my head and throat hurts||]|
|||||crazy garage band music||]|
I look like I have returned from the land of the dead.
My stoner neighbor and his buddies (JUST KIDDING, in case you read this... but I actually do think it is quite possible that you are on drugs) have apparently decided that they should form a rock band. Unfortunately, this means that my neighborhood, which is 90% retirees, I might add, is subjected to what sounds like bad bad BAD 80's music. I give it 2 more days until some elderly couple complains. Really, it is quite amusing, because my neighborhood does not look like a garage band neighborhood at all, but oh well.
I'm off to go study for old man foster's test.