Y'all, I woke up in a blind fucking rage today. Because yet again, for the, I don't know how many days in a row, my piece of shit downstairs neighbors woke me up at 6 in the goddamn morning. Now I'm sorry that you work in the corporate world and you have a gross piece of shit rat race of a fucking job that requires you to wake up that fucking early at that ungodly hour. So that you can leave the house by seven o'clock to get to whatever shitty fucking job you need to push paper at I'm sorry. That's your existence. Truly. I am it's it's a nightmare living in this fucking post-apocalyptic Hellscape that is capitalism. I get it, you know, but I don't have that job I have a job where I get off late at night and I'm considerate. I don't Don't turn my computer off at midnight and immediately start slamming all my fucking cabinet doors and rollerskating in the house and opening and closing my fucking sliding glass door 3,000 times. No. I realize that other people are sleeping. But do my downstairs neighbors have that courtesy? No. They- I've never in my life lived above someone and heard my downstairs neighbors so fucking much. Why are you walking so fucking heavily? Why are you slamming cabinet doors so fucking hard? Why am I hearing you open and close windows so many fucking times in the 30 minutes before you go to work? What are you fucking doing? So I am in a bad mood because if you fuck with my sleep, I will fucking cut you and I can't control what happens if you fuck with my sleep. I'm a grumpy on a level that is unparalleled. So this is a long ass rant again to just say, my neighbors are rude pieces of shit and I I need you to know.