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Monday, November 15, 2004 A Musing Complaint More than once, I have wondered what my neighbors would do if they discovered that I wrote about them and their stupid antics for the entire internet to read about. I don't indicate their names, of course, so they could never google themselves and find this page--but what if they do read this and finally put two and two together? Anyways, I just want to say that I find their arguments frightening. Last night, I thought I was finally going to get some decent amount of uninterrupted sleep--the first in perhaps two weeks. In the wee hours of the morning, I was jerked awake by an obscenity-ladden roar and loud crashes. Yep, it was one of those screaming, kicking, tantrum-imploding, knock-down, drag out, lamp-smashing fights again. Somehow, I managed to get back to sleep. Maybe my body was too tired to care about the ruckus. I don't understand why some people get so destructive when they're angry. It's seems so terribly uncivilized. No, I'm not trying to be snotty. I get angry too but I don't go around throwing things and being all potty-mouthed. I suppose what I'm trying to say is that I dislike how some people lose all control of themselves. If you have a disagreement, can't you just talk it out? Oh never mind, I forgot, those people think talking is for sissies and that the only way to solve something is to beat the crap out of the other side. [posted by S. Y. Affolee on 6:39 PM : ]
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