Thursday, October the 19th, 2006

I’m writing this to let the world know I am alive. I know you all care very much.

Yes I’m occupied, but not so occupied that it’s preventing me from writing here; so here’s the deal.

I don’t know whether women are trained by watching too much porn or whatever, but my new nearest neighbour is very loud. And by very loud, I mean she’s very loud in bed. Perhaps her man is really this hung stallion or whatever, but I’m willing to wager that she’s just a lot more expressive than she needs to be. Either way, the only free time that I have to pen my thoughts is when I’m home for a few hours after a hard day’s work.

And I really can’t there either, for I am distracted. In a good way.

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  1. Michelle says:

    LOL, reminds me of that scene in that Michael J. Fox movie, “The Secret of My Success,” in which his neighbors are really loud, and the woman’s noises seem to be rather orchestrated, and you see him in his apartment once “conducting” the noises.

    Funnily enough, I did just read something recently on a way to deal with that. Make a recording of them being noisy, and leave it outside their door with a pack of cigs and a note saying “Hey, we enjoyed it, too!”

    And um, porn? Has nothing to do with it. Some people don’t watch it, you know.

  2. pundit says:

    Haha, if things don’t change very soon, that is perhaps what I will do.

    And, the reason I brought porn into the discussion is because I’m a guy. And I am not saying that “being a guy implies someone is a patron of porn.” I am saying that I’d rather believe she’s faking it “as trained by porn,” than admitting that the guy next door is… masterful at this.

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