I'm over at my boyfriend's place right now and Douchie McDouche next door is at it again with his friggin stereo. I swear I have fantasies about breaking the wall down and utterly destroying that stereo with a baseball bat, or just snipping off the power cord and taking it with me. So here I sit trying to kickstart the muse again, and the thumping through the walls, floor, and table is making me want to kill something. (I can't channel that into anything useful. I've tried.)
I thought it would help that this asshat at least plays real music, not rap or techno bullshit. It doesn't help. I don't know why this happens weekend after weekend after weekend...the SOB KNOWS that the walls here are paper thin and the bass is louder in here than in his place. I know he knows that because he's been told dozens of times.
*sigh* Why don't I just go over there and tell him to shut up? I'll tell you why. There's lots of reasons why. (I never claimed they were
good reasons. ;p )
1. It's only ten and he's legally allowed to be loud and obnoxious until midnight.
2. He's drunk and stoned
all the time on weekends, and I'm too chicken to go anywhere near him. Drunk people freak me out.
3. He's drunk and stoned
all the time on weekends, so he'll forget that he's loud and obnoxious and I'll have to do it all over again next time.
4. He really doesn't seem to give a shit that he's loud and obnoxious.
5. Why the fuck should I have to tell him to shut up every weekend?
6. This is the one that really pisses me off...
nobody else is bothered by it! The neighbours on the other side are over there partying with him, and I'm the only one here that it gets to at all. I don't get it. I can feel the bass through the floor, and it doesn't bug anyone else?!
I've tried everything I can think of to block it or drown it out. Nothing works. Trying to sleep with my fingers in me ears gave me a knot in my neck so bad that I couldn't turn my head to the right for a couple of days. Only did that once! My MP3 player kinda works, but I have to crank it up so loud it hurts, so it's not worth it. Earplugs actually make it worse. They block out everything
but the thumping.
Well, that's not entirely true. One thing did work. Last time he pulled this shit, I got sick of it around two in the morning, so I beat on the wall with my shoe until he turned the stereo down. God that was so funny...I could hear him open the door more than once thinking someone was outside, then he got all pissed off when I wouldn't stop. I heard "WHAT THE FUCK?!" through the wall. I can be loud and obnoxious too, fucker. lol!
I heard he was supposed to be moving out, but I guess that was too much to hope for. Then again, with my luck, we'll get something even worse to replace him. Metalheads, or a meth lab or something stupid like that.