Bad night

I got to bed about 10:40 after watching the Oscars. I didn't watch any of the movies so I won't comment on how it went except the point that it looked like they were forcing Memoirs of a Geisha into everything they could. Why was that movie in the Best Sound Editing category with Narnia and Kong? I just think that category, along iwth other technical categories, should be reserved for the Sci-Fi movies since most of the sounds have to be created.

Here is the timeline from 10:40 pm to when my alarm went off at 6:30-

1:30 a.m. Awakened by crying man being consoled by his 3 friends. Aparently he was dumped and wanted to go kick the guys ass for whom he was dumped for. Cops showed up after our security guy called them. Random screams pursued including but not limited to, "Fuck you cops. PORKCHOP! You PORKCHOP!"

2:30 a.m. Cars drag racing down my narrow street. Extremely loud and annoying. Spent 25 minutes making a mental list of the things I nheed buy at Home Depot to launch off my lanai at passing racers.

3:00 a.m. Another pass of the racers. Spent next 30 minutes wishing the drivers would crash and die in a violent and fiery death.

3:15 a.m. Almost asleep. Jostled into reality by passing sirens 5 minutes apart. Hoping against hope that it was a fire engine rushing to put out 2 car fires

4:30 a.m. Awoke to the sound of the paper delivery guy slamming the paper machines and his van door.

5:15 a.m. Awoke to the first bus of the morning stopping in front of our apartment.

6:30 a.m. Alarm goes off to a shitty song.



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Comments

  1. AndyMarch 06, 2006 5:10 PM

    My goodness, that does sound like a rough night. Though of course after a dozen years in Manhattan, I can't imagine what that would be like...argh...

    If anyone ever called me "porkchop" and intended it to be insulting, I think I'd just sit right down in the street and pee my pants from laughing so hard.

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  2. AnonymousMarch 08, 2006 10:25 AM

    March the sixth will be remembered as a day of pain, anger, severe loss, truama, and sorrow. Title of your post should have been, "Pick your home carefully" or "Wish I was in Kandahar".
    Seriously though, I think you should move and stop bitching. Buy a house and be happy in debt, its the american way.

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