Countdown...

Okay. I am losing it. There is this stupid red jeep that sits out front of my apartment at all wee hours of the night. I am not a happy camper. I guess there is a guy that is dating someone next door and he brings her back home at 1,2,3 am. That is not all. He sits there and talks to her for 2 hours every other night. Now, she may have class later in the day, when most normal people would be having lunch, but I don't. All I hear, as I am trying to lay my pitiful head, is rum rum gruuummmm. Over and over again. I starting to lose it. Now, I have thought of leaving a threatening letter on the girl's door... something about towing and police or I could go out there next time and reasonably talk to them. Knock on the door while they chat or makeout. I don't care. I won't be embarrassed to see them scramble to decency. It won't be the first time or last. I just want sleep. I don't get much as it is but I want at least 4 hours. 

I am thinking about making a chain... For the end of the semester. Hopefully she is one of those that will have the desire to move. Maybe I will give her reason to want to move... Hmm. That's an idea. 

All I know is that something MUST be done.