I wrote out all my anger into a very reasonable and well-written letter that I *probably* won’t drop in their mailbox and it helped me get to sleep, but not until amost 6am. It seems they’d like to engage in a battle over who is supposed to be inconvenienced in apartment living in a college town. Hate to say it, but if I’m already wearing earplugs every night, it’s time for them to shut the fuck up.
Step One: Call landlord. Continue to sound (a.k.a. actually be) furious.
