5:39 in the fucking saturday morning   Loud Music is alright At night. At night, when it's dark out, before I go to @$^#%* sleep, loud music is alright. But at 4 thirty-five in the @$^#%* morning, Loud Music played by rotten neighbors is @$^#%* ANNOYING. AND BAD. AND DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Go downtown to a bar for that kinda thing. Not my @$^#%* backyard. (I live in a duplex. Oh..how i hate...duplexes.) They woke me up at 4:35 and an hour later I still can't sleep. I got up and dressed to go out and tell them to shut the fuck up, but I'm too shy. Maybe...now. Ya know, if I were older, drinking age maybe, this wouldn't be so hard. If I go out there now they'll probably laugh at me and turn it up louder. I tried to wake up my dad to get him to yell at them, but he didn't respond to his own child's "Daddy!" of whiny need. ----------------- 9:01 p.m. I flipped off my neighbors today. I didn't realise they were watching! I said in my sweetest voice, "Um could you please turn down your music? i can hear it in my house." I should have said "I'm sorry, I didn't realise you were looking! It's just that loud music at 5 in the morning is fucking obnoxious!" of course maintaining my sweet demeanor. but I am not that clever. I found a caterpillar.