Monday, January 22, 2007


Dear Upstairs Neighbors who wake me up when you're "getting some",

I must preface this by saying that I'm very proud of the fact that you're doing "it". Bravo. I'm not a Hater.

But if you wake me up in the middle of the night with all the doing "it" you do, we have a problem. Houston.

This has happened at least 3 times/week over the last couple of months.

I used to deal with this by simply looking up at the ceiling and waiting for the squeaking of that loud bed to get faster. Then, I knew they'd be done soon. I'd sigh, "THANK GOD", when it was over. But sometimes it takes a LOOONG time (sometimes a couple of hours)for ol' boy to finish. I don't know whether to slap him or give his girl a "high five" for being so lucky.

I was so fed up when they woke me up this morning (circa 3am) that I screamed at the ceiling and said,

"Will you hurry up and finish so that I can get some sleep?!!!"


The squeaking stopped immediately.

Think they heard me?