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Aug. 6th, 2004 07:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
novapsycheI was dreaming I was in a cooking class or a bakeoff; I had a mixing bowl and I was going to mix shortening with flour--with my hands, even. There was a countdown, and I was all set to go.
Then the dream faded as my ears picked up the bass thumping from next door.
As it was 2 o'clock in the morning, I felt I had every right to get out of bed, throw on some clothes and go downstairs to ask them to turn down their music. I did just that. I was very nice, and I did mention that I had to work in the morning.
They did turn down their music, for about an hour. Inexplicably, the thumping came back in full force at 3:30. Why someone feels the need to party in the wee hours of a weekday, I don't know.
Then the dream faded as my ears picked up the bass thumping from next door.
As it was 2 o'clock in the morning, I felt I had every right to get out of bed, throw on some clothes and go downstairs to ask them to turn down their music. I did just that. I was very nice, and I did mention that I had to work in the morning.
They did turn down their music, for about an hour. Inexplicably, the thumping came back in full force at 3:30. Why someone feels the need to party in the wee hours of a weekday, I don't know.