Sunday, July 29, 2012

Things that go bump in the night.

I don't know what the girl directly upstairs is doing, but she's creating quite the racket. One minute, I'm convinced she's walking round her room (though if she is, she's been doing it for the past half an hour) and the next I'm convinced that she's fucking. Though, if truth be told, I'm not sold 100% on either assumption.

Either way, I wish she'd stop so I can get some sleep!

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