September 05, 2005 

Saw the dreaded upstairs neighbors and their toddler from hell tonight and nearly screamed in terror when I saw that the woman is pregnant. She's pregnant, reproducing, spawning another demon child which, undoubtedly, will have the same bionic lung capacity as the kid they already have.

Dear god, this can't be happening. The noise from upstairs - screaming, stomping, etc - already fries my nerves and has me teetering on the edge of postal, and now a new screaming baby will be added to the mix. Argh!

We are so moving. And the new apartment will be on the top floor so that we don't have to listen to anyone bounce their screaming children on the floor. Oh yes, we will live on the top floor and we will be the ones to torture people with noise. Granted, we're not very noisy, but I'd be more than willing to take up a noisy hobby, like shot putting bowling balls.

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