the grundles.
ok actually i don't know their names but they are really grundley if you know what i mean. the walls here are paper thin and months ago when i used to be home sometimes i would listen to music and mrs. grundle would knock on the wall in anger. my speakers aren't even that loud, so i got a little mad about it. lately it appears that the boyfriend, mr. grundle, if you will, has moved in. this is a new advancement, but it seems to be keeping mrs. grundle less grumpy, and the knocking on my wall has reduced severely. phantastic.
now that i am home and now that there is a mr. grundle i have realized that if i sit on my couch in silence i can hear every word of every conversation that goes on in their apartment. i don't think this would be that exciting if i had normal neighbors, but over the past few days i have learned a lot about the grundles that makes me believe they are really really weird. one day for example they were singing christmas carols to each other and correcting each others' pitch. and now that i know how much fun it is to find out weird things about them its really hard not to listen. but i know thats creepy so im working on it.
i hate them.
bye.
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