SO.

I went to bed about an hour ago, and woke up ten minutes ago, because I swear to god that my upstairs neighbor is doing the furniture-moving kind of spring cleaning. I'm afraid she's actually going to fall in through the ceiling, she's making such astonishing thump-clatters.

*grumpy* I don't want to get dressed enough to go tell her to stfu. Maybe she'll stop dropping desks filled with forks on the floor soon! Could be!