And then you remember...

This is one of those days when you remember, "I have a blog where I can rant about the inconsiderate neighbors doing a karaoke marathon because it's someone's birthday and political victory party, so they're going to sing their hearts out regardless of their offkey singing and bad taste in music. Who cares about that kill-joy bitch upstairs who's trying to find some quiet time to study for an exam?" There. Done venting. I hope you choke on that sizzling pork's face, you lousy alcoholic bastards.