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Tue, Mar. 8th, 2005 08:07 amIf you would like to file some sort of noise complaint against your neighbor, despite feeling extremely irritated and angry about the noise, it would probably be more conducive to write a nice, polite letter asking said neighbors to please stop the noise after a certain time rather than writing a very long, sarcastic, snarky letter about said noise. For some reason, being asked politely makes me want to help other people out more than being confronted sarcastically, particularly when it is the first time I am aware of the problem.
I've been too tired to write much in here lately, and too tired to respond much to comments. I'm vaguely disturbed by said tiredness, but not enough to actually do anything about it. I spend most of my time vegging out in front of the tv, playing with the rats and knitting. I feel rather like a lazy bum, but it just feels like my brain has been turned off for the past month or so. Hopefully things will get better once the boy moves out and Angela moves in, but then I shall have to deal with the snarky neighbors about moving noise. Sigh. I think I just feel very overwhelmed lately. Trying to go out and socialize with more people has been good, but also tiring, as has just thinking about dealing with my mom and the neighbors and the boy and everything. And I must remember to write a book review for the next Broadsheet.
It's strange. I can't tell if I am doing less LJ because I am calling more people now and feel less of a need to socialize via LJ or just because my brain feels like it has been permanently turned off. I should keep reminding myself that even though the boy and I have been broken up for a month now, it still takes getting used to, and there is still a ton of change going on in my life in terms of moving, meeting new people, giant shift in life plans, etc.
I've been too tired to write much in here lately, and too tired to respond much to comments. I'm vaguely disturbed by said tiredness, but not enough to actually do anything about it. I spend most of my time vegging out in front of the tv, playing with the rats and knitting. I feel rather like a lazy bum, but it just feels like my brain has been turned off for the past month or so. Hopefully things will get better once the boy moves out and Angela moves in, but then I shall have to deal with the snarky neighbors about moving noise. Sigh. I think I just feel very overwhelmed lately. Trying to go out and socialize with more people has been good, but also tiring, as has just thinking about dealing with my mom and the neighbors and the boy and everything. And I must remember to write a book review for the next Broadsheet.
It's strange. I can't tell if I am doing less LJ because I am calling more people now and feel less of a need to socialize via LJ or just because my brain feels like it has been permanently turned off. I should keep reminding myself that even though the boy and I have been broken up for a month now, it still takes getting used to, and there is still a ton of change going on in my life in terms of moving, meeting new people, giant shift in life plans, etc.
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