18:10

Tango
The most optimistic thing I can say about the noise levels from the party across the road is that at least they are not playing Wagner. Or country and western. Or hip-hop.



What they are playing is a mix of 80s synth chords and electric guitar riffs reminiscent of the noises made by medical equipment, as heard by a patient slipping in and out of a drug-induced coma. This drone of a super-low bass interrupted at random by pauses and "boing boing QUACK!" sounds, played at 100+ decibels for 5 hours now, must have been designed as a test for psychological stability. I think I'm failing.



Addendum to shopping list: ear plugs.

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07.05.2006 в 11:39

Hope you got some sleep. Eventually :)



Good luck for tomorrow. I'm having trouble deciding what is causing me more irritation right now: the stupid assignment or the molar attempting a violent uprising in my mouth.
07.05.2006 в 17:42

Tango
Thanks -- I will so need it.



My sympathies on the toothache. Speaking as someone who has fillings in every tooth (not a joke), I feel your pain only too well.