The continuous rant about the neighbours...

I'm really pissed off with the neighbours right now. We totally thought (prayed, wished, hoped) that they had moved out since we hadn't been hearing very much from them the last few weeks (although my sis says she's heard them) but alas, it is not so. The dude is playing really loud clubbing/heavy metal music that I can hear from the living room (so through two walls and a door). It's so loud that I can hear it from inside the car which is parked on the street. We've talked to them before when it got too loud for too long in the middle of the week (til 4 am on a tuesday night/wed morning) and they said they understood and were ....fairly apologetic at the time.
 



My sis has school in the morning tomorrow and my brother has to work at 4 am. This ass has the bass cranked up so high that my couch is reverberating with the beat. My sis comes out and gives me sad eyes (after banging on the wall at least 3 times - loudly enough that I can hear her doing it from the living room) but I figure she hasn't been banging hard enough and I try pounding on the wall one more time. Doesn't work. Go figure.

So I pull on a sweatshirt and walk to the back of the house where their door is and knock politely. Nothing happens. I rap on the glass window. Still nothing. I pound on the door with my fists. Three times. The asshole TURNS UP THE MUSIC!! W.T.F. So I do the only thing that comes to mind. I kick their door a few times. Hard. Nothing happens. I'm finally fed up of being polite and as I turn away to go home and call the cops, I hear the girlfriend yell at him to turn it down. He does (because we figure he's whipped like that). That's it. They never come to the door or anything. We're kinda really upset because normally we're pretty cool about these kind of things and if they had done it on a thursday/friday/saturday, well, whatever. or even if they had picked a more reasonable time, we wouldn't mind. But they didn't and they deliberately ignored us so next time, we're complaining to the landlord because it's too damn much and they're the only ones on this entire street who are that obnoxious.

It's late, I'm pissed (and the adrenalin from being angry means I won't be able to sleep for a while) and my hand is sore (my foot feels fine though). I'm not a happy camper so if they come around tomorrow pretending to be sorry for disturbing the peace tonight, I'm not gonna let them off the hook. *que evil smile and crazy cackling*

Hmmm....I didn't realize how therapeutic it is to rant and rave. I feel a lot better now but I'm still gonna give them the evil eye.....silently....from my kitchen window....because lets face it, I'm confrontational if I'm spitting mad and on an adrenalin high (or if the topic means something to me and I work myself up thinking about it) but once that's over, I'm as passive-aggressive as they come. Meh. Hope everyone else is having a better night cos now I have to go google cute things (like puppies and rainbows and certain members of boybands/sports teams.....jk) and think happy thoughts so I don't end up spending most of my time awake and disgruntled.

Edit: I can't believe the jackass has the balls to start it up again (albeit at a softer level but still loud enough to hear from the living room) not even 30 mins after he had to turn it down! We'll see how high my blood pressure gets based on how long it goes for and how loud it becomes. Argh!! Not cool man.