Noise. WAY too much noise.
Norman's watching TV. My bird is screaming as though somebody's prying his beak off with a miniature crowbar (cockatiel bar?), somebody's got a lawnmower going, somebody's hacking up a lung outside... I can't concentrate on a damned thing. Earlier, while attending to some long-overdue mail, I was blessed by the oh-so-heavenly sounds of the girl across the street having numerous orgasms...
ARGH. I'm so frustrated. Everybody just SHUT UP. For ten minutes. That's ALL I want. Just a few minutes of silence.
THIS is why new mothers smack their crying infants around. This unrelenting cacophony. I'm not going to smack anything around, but I'm in a shitty mood now and all I want is to put on some soft music and TUNE EVERYTHING OUT.
"Kill em all" --X-files
~Helena*