yyaldrin

in je ogen waait de wind
Years ago, when I lived in Bow, there was this one time when some guy was in the street outside our house absolutely screaming into his phone. I don't think I've ever heard such concentrated vocal rage before. Went on for what seemed like half an hour. I was just glad he was talking in Foreign, because he sounded like he was threatening to poke someone's eyes out with a frozen turd.

Heard some yelling from next door around the start of the lockdown, which was worrying because they've got a little girl, but they seem to have chilled out since then as I haven't heard any since.

yeh the neighbors i wrote about have a little girl as well. which made it all so worrying. if it frightened me, imagine the little girl. in fact, i heard her crying this morning and i have the feeling the mother left. urg, i'm gonna ask around when i get back from work today.
 

Mr. Tea

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Scary stuff... with this Kasabian stuff in the news too...
I thought for a sec you were making a joke about my typo and there was some weird connection between Toto and Kasabian that I was unaware of, but then I remembered the singer guy was in the news for being a psycho and had quit the band.
 

version

Who loves ya, baby?
woke up at 3:30 am this morning and very clearly remembering what i was dreaming, that i could fly and that i used my ability to deliver packages and cargo for people who were in a hurry.

anyway, i quickly realized i had been woken up by the noise coming from the neighbors living opposite the courtyard. their kitchen is opposite my sleeping room and in summer when all windows are open you can hear a lot. they fought and yelled and screamed and it terrified me. i couldn't decide whether to go over, call the police or wait for a bit. i did the latter and eventually it became silent again.

i couldn't sleep anymore though so at one point i went to the bathroom and had a look in the courtyard and saw the guy smoking a cigarette out of his kitchen window and i saw that the door to the basement had been opened and someone had turned the light on. which is weird. why would you go into the basement in the middle of the night? every tenant has a storage space in the basement and it's where the boiler and other technical stuff can be reached, it's a long labyrinth of narrow corridors bending in different directions. there's only one way in.

this morning i went in to have a look, the door was still open and the lights were still turned on. i went in quite deep and made some sounds to see if i'd get a reaction. went back at one point because i thought if someone closes the door from the outside now i'm fucked.

anyway, i haven't slept as bad as last night and i feel like i should've done something. on the other hand, a few months ago one of my other neighbors got murdered so i might just be completely paranoid.
This is almost the plot of Rear Window.
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
Tuesday.... got an arrangement to play squash at 1830 so drive into the edge of town with the girlfriend and we hit the ball around for an hour taking it in turns with a couple of friends. Afterwards get a quick beer in the club (it's very posh - one of my friends identified the Portuguese tennis number one as we walked to the squash courts last time - but squash is very cheap so it works for me).
After that we have been invited for dinner.... our friend's granny has just died and so she (the friend) is living in this enormous flat for a week or two while the rest of the family decides what to do with it, at the moment her parents can't go there for more than a few minutes without crying cos it feels haunted - or just utterly associated with the mother who I think lived there for ninety years or so. It's a huge place with an amazing balcony looking over this gorgeous garden, jacarandas lighting it up in pink. The house itself has two kitchens, several bathrooms (one for servants) and enormous rooms filled with bric-a-brac - a huge nativity scene in a glass case, swords on the walls, grandad's collection of model ships etc Think Ines is kinda sad rattling around the place on her own apart from her ancient dog which pads loudly around the place farting - she'll be glad to get back to her own small flat when she can.
Massive dinner for eight or nine people (cold salmon soup, prize winning snails*, mussels, prawns, sea bass, sweet potato salad, panacotta with strawberries), wine and beer flows, then someone puts in a call and everyone starts getting fucked up. Ines finds this box of weird, in fact totally grotesque, masks from the 40s or 50s and everyone starts wearing them and posing for some truly terrifying pictures. A couple of people get dressed up in old clothes, it's all a bit odd.
Everyone is still going strong at 2pm when I decide to lie down for a bit, I'm supposed to meet some others for squash at 8pm so I can't carry on. I try and sleep for a bit in Ines bed and the dog keeps me company on the floor releasing some truly revolting farts every now and again to remind me she's still there. I arise at 1830 and find the remnants of the party snorting mdma and playing Pictionary... I drive to squash, meet some friends and hit the ball around for an hour. Quick beer afterwards and then I drive back to the flat giving Jenny a lift home on the way, pausing only to buy some cigarettes.
At the flat girlfriend is ready to leave - it's about 10pm - so I pick her up and drive home. Make us a steak sandwich and drink a few beers and she falls asleep watching the excellent detective show Rosemary and Thyme. I read a few pages of The Dream of Scipio but don't want to disturb her so I turn in too.

*Prize winning needs a justification. Our friend Augustus works in a bar/restaurant here and he was talking to the owner about the best place to buy snails and she expressed disbelief that he would cook snails - he replied "yeah I do, and better than the ones we serve here!" The owner was annoyed by this and set up a competition in the bar wherein four people - her, Augustus, the chef and the sous-chef - all cooked their own snail recipe and all four were served to customers to vote on blind. To everyone's annoyance and disbelief Augustus came out on top, and so he is roped into making the starter tonight
 
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woops

is not like other people
There's not many things worse than having screaming neighbours. There was a time when everything in my life was going wrong and I hate three sets of screaming neighbour's in a row. One would move out, another would come in. Always late at night while you're trying to sleep and the bad emotion seeps through the walls and gets inside you. It's contagious, that kind of stress and disturbance. Luckily the men never said anything, just got screamed at all night. Made the situation seem slightly less volatile. But really bad even so.
my neighbour was always very polite until the lockdown but i have heard them rowing at full blast and behaving bizarrely and as i've reported previously once came up at 7.30am to give me the benefit too.
the remnants of the party snorting mdma and playing Pictionary.
this is the kind of comment that makes me feel i have wasted my life
 

luka

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i mostly lay on the sofa. I burned some bulgar wheat really badly after forgetting it was cooking.
 

Mr. Tea

Shub-Niggurath, Please
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my neighbour was always very polite until the lockdown but i have heard them rowing at full blast and behaving bizarrely and as i've reported previously once came up at 7.30am to give me the benefit too.
I read this and genuinely thought "A rowing machine shouldn't be that loud, there must be some wheels they can oil or something", and then I went, oh.
 

Leo

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I had a row this afternoon. went for 60 minutes, burned 520 calories, not a bad workout.

oh, wait...
 

luka

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size of them fucking teeth! i can't watch it. there's something frightening about them.
 

luka

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he's sitting taking a shit while drinking his coffee. that's disgusting and unhygenic. this man needs locking up.
 

luka

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i dont think i have the correct technology. like the idea though. and i think you'd need a cameraman to do it well wouldn't you?
 

entertainment

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the video is a case study in trying to use the format of the day as a way into some sense of kinship with a person like that. there's something intimate about a person's day. i caught a little bit of it but it's annoying because it's clearly not a real day, it's all set up isn't it
 

luka

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the video is a case study in trying to use the format of the day as a way into some sense of kinship with a person like that. there's something intimate about a person's day. i caught a little bit of it but it's annoying because it's clearly not a real day, it's all set up isn't it

i wouldn't set up a shot of taking a shit while drinking my coffee. even if i did that, which i wouldn't.
 
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