so, I was all ready to go to bed, hit the hay, what-have-you... 'round about 11pm. When suddenly some major thuwumping (if you can call Johnny Cash 'thuwumping') began coming from upstairs! Volumes I don't think I've heard coming from my very own stereo. I could hardly follow the dialogue on my own television.
It's odd really, because even having parties, my landlords don't usually make much of a ruckus (at least not audible to me, downhere!) *growl*
I'm hoping this is merely a [one-time] incident... until then, I'm off to sleep... and deal with the fact I'm hitting 2nd vs. 1st service.
