After a week of no construction whatsoever, they’re back and idk drilling the concrete or something out by the pool right outside my bedroom window
At EIGHT. THIRTY. IN. THE. MORNING.
ON A SATURDAY.
I’ve only had 5 hours of sleep. This month.
I get that it’s really hot and they have to start super early before the heat sets in but here’s a thought.
DON’T RESURFACE THE FUCKING SWIMMING POOL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING SUMMER.
Oh great my cats know I’m awake and want breakfast. I’m sorry Ray-Ray, I can’t help you. I’m too busy BEGGING FOR DEATH.
The Paradox Machine 