I thought of that possibility, really, but it's like a tomb in here when I'm home as it is. I don't crash around, extra quiet on the stairs, and I use headphones whenever watching film or listening to music. So I can't really feature that one.
Yah, right. Though I can't see how the damn thing could bark any more than it already does, since it will already bark itself hoarse. That's when I finally get reprieve. ;_;
Oh, I tried that. The problem is that they're big and ungainly, and I can't go the earbud route because of how my ear canals are shaped. They just don't stay in. Otherwise, this would be my saving grace. :/
Old people are the worse people to live around.. I've got less noise now that I live in a shopping centre with a bunch of teenage druggies as neighbours. Old people are deaf and turn their music and tv up to maximum volume. They forget to turn off the stove and the water. They stop by your house to talk to you about stupid shit in the early morning..
You're telling me. So far this old guy with the dog has happened by my door seven times so far today. I've counted, I know. At least the furniture lady is out somewhere else today, though. Perhaps she's had a terrible wreck.
What did yours stop by to tell you? My neighbors mainly stopped by to talk about our lord Jesus Christ and about how horrible it was that there were so many black and Arabic people in the neighborhood.
Oh my, yes. Those would be of that sort. Excellent suggestions. Unfortunately, I'm not dying of cancer or experience excruciating pain on a daily basis, so I'd have to procure them illegally. Which, seems sketchy!
My recommendations: - Talk to the landlord about the noise. He/she can set some rules while keeping the source of the complains anonymous. - If your landlord is slack, invest in some reusable earplugs. They won't completely block out the noise, but it'll help take off the edge.
Yeah, the landlord being phoned is the next step, so I'm hoping I needn't have to go the earplug route. Having things in my ears drives me up the wall, but I'll certainly do what I have to.. Maddeningly enough, I find that my cat can conveniently sleep through any of this, at any time of day. It's probably because she's elderly as well.
I got sleepy time happy pills once to do that. Expect my drifting off to lala land was like falling down a dark hole of endless nightmare, and all I dreamed about was people getting their skin ripped off their bones and blood and organs everywhere, people painting walls with intestines and nailing hollowed out chests to the window as decoration.
But I would wake up really carefree all day. Expect every once and a while I would snap for no reason, and I almost punched a kid who was simply asking me for another carton of milk.
Wow. So like, was there nothing in list of possible side effects mentioning anything of dreams of evisceration, or intestines, or any of that lot? You'd think that would feature fairly fucking highly on it.
No, he didn't say anything about any negative side effects when he gave them to me. But then again he really didn't give a fuck. He seriously sat there and said, I'll prescribe you whatever, I don't care. I recommend these but, you want something else I write that on my doctor pad.
Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure he was drunk.
That's some stellar health care, right there. Well, at least he was honest about his not caring. Though it seems awfully counterproductive for a doctor that doesn't care, to be employed in a service that provides.. you know, care.
suddenly he reminds me of the last doctor i saw. it was for just a refill on my prescriptions, and suddenly he's deciding that my asthma isn't as bad as "i'm making it out to be". little does he know that it really is that bad, and he's also deciding that i need more shit than i want. i pretty much told him that if he wants me to come in and get all this blood work done, give me 3 different shots, and some other shit i don't need, HE gets to pay for it.
Yeah, never bothered to refill them. I made a friend who used to have a lot of anxiety and depression issues, and was clearly bipolar. Used to take meds for it too, but wasn't anymore. But she handled it beautifully. She had her moments and her days, but for the most part, she just dealt with it in a way that I could only find amazing.