There were three open rooms when I moved in this summer, and I chose the one facing the street because I thought it would have a nice view. I didn't realize that there would be, like, actual CARS going down the street.
The traffic lasts all day long, pretty much. It's sometimes hard to get to sleep at night.
But tonight, I was trying to get to sleep, when I heard some kind of college kid party going on. You know, music being played at ridiculously high levels so that I can still hear it even though I'm 30 feet away and inside a house. Plus, everyone screams every two seconds.
Needless to say, I didn't go to parties when I was at college. That's not exactly my idea of fun.
So this loud, bad music is playing and people are screaming near-constantly for ten minutes, and I'm wondering what the heck is going on because it's 10:30 and I just want to go to sleep. I finally look out the window and I see that it's not a party at one of the nearby houses...it's a bike party.
At 10:30 PM.
All these bikes are going down the street, and the people on the bikes are screaming their heads off. There are cars every now and then, and the cars are playing the bad music. SERIOUSLY? A drunken bicycle party? And it HAS to go down my street as part of its route?
Why can't people just leave alone and let me go to sleep? And why are there so many of them?
30 minutes later...
Okay, now that it's 11:00, things have cooled down, because they all biked past my house. I have a horrible feeling that they're going to come back at 2:00 AM or something, returning to whatever pit that drunken partygoers crawl out of.