I really can't believe it

The people whose party I ended up calling the police to break up at 3.30 am a few weeks ago? They're out on their porch, having a loud conversation (shouting, laughing, curse words), and all the lights in their flat are blazing. At effing half-past five int he morning.

I half-woke up for some reason, and now I've had to go shut all the windows in my bedroom (probably want to do that anyway, as it's cold).

But WTF? Shouting and talking loudly, outside, at five in the morning? What the hell? Drink? Drugs? What's going on?

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Not sure which icon to use, so I'll stick with me (from a hike!)

Just back from trying out a new park hike. I did ~ 6 miles in about 3.25 hours. Short version: I liked the hike and the park, but my hatred for the author of the 60 Hikes book is cemented--he SUCKS at writing directions, and I strongly suspect that none of the entries were updated between the book's original publication in 2005 and the new edition in 2007.

My feet are sore and my muscles are creaky, but I had a very nice afternoon. More after a bath+shower+dinner and some AMU work