Eeks

[keaalu]

Last night, getting sleepies, woken up at 4:30 am by enthusiastic banging on one of the doors in the flat below me. Immediate thought was "postman and package too big to fit through letterbox" but it's still dark out. Grr-ed and said damn students and rolled over - cue louder and harder banging. Wide awake by now, glaring at ceiling - definitely downstaits, doesn't sound like anyone trying to evacuate the flat, and they'd just set the fire alarm off if they wanted to do that, surely? More banging, brain goes "can't they wait until a more normal hour, chrissake it's only 4:30, grr." Door bangs again, then the front door bangs and I hear a car door, and think "phew, they've gone," but no, the banging resumes at the FRONT of the flat, on the WINDOWS. ARGH. Seriously Grr-now. Voice says "do you think he's even in?", murmur of more voices, sounds like two blokes. Assume voices = students. More banging, then voice says, loudly, "would you open your front door please, this is the Police."

Christ on a bike, I'm living above a murderer or a rapist or something! Leap out of bed and go to window and sure enough there's two bobbies out on the grass outside and a panda car in the car park. Shee-ite. I stick my head out of the window and ask if they need me to open the front door, but they say no it's all right they're sorted - turns out someone had complained about loud music and they were trying to get him to turn it down. Argh. Never heard the music, but I DID hear the policemen banging on the damn door. (Well, I DID hear the music, at midnight before I went to sleep, but I assumed it was the guy in the room next to mine, and if he and I both have our windows open I can hear his music vaguely well.)

And I STILL didn't get my laundry done. *puh*

So... I'm-a gonna go to bed EARLY tonight. *nods* Sounds good, ne?