It's not even 4 pm yet, and it's dark outside. Like really dark. Rain is coming down, the wind is blowing, and the thunder is shaking my office building. It's been a long week, and this storm is just what I need to calm down and de-stress. Seriously. Bad weather somehow restores my sanity. I love it, but I have a feeling that when I get home my poor dog is going to be cowering in the back of my closet under her blanket, same as she does in every thunder storm.
Oh, ya gotta love this- my next-door neighbors decided to begin moving out of their apartment around 1am this morning. Let me tell ya how freakin thrilled I was to have 5 people next door, laughing and yelling and moving boxes and furniture at 1 am. I initially woke up because I heard something being repeatedly slammed into the wall (The guys are a couple, and are always arguing). I thought, "Oh great, the big one finally snapped and is killing the little one." As it turned out, they (and 3 others) were just having issues getting the couch and a table through the door. They finished around 6 this morning. After that little stunt I'm glad they're gone.
On another note, I need a vacation. Someone needs to hurry and get her butt up to NYU so I can burn some vacay time...*cough*sam*cough, cough*:)
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You have the best apartment stories! You should re-cap the crazy "My Roommate was a Cracked Out Underground Girl Who Stuck Me With Her Dog and Tried to Take Advantage of Me Until I Broke the MotherEffing Door Down" story. I love it so much!
As to NYU: Girl. Save that vacay. We're going.
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