the trappings of townhouse life

before I start this post, I'd like to proclaim that people who say they live in a townhome are stupid fucking yuppies who suck...seriously, it's a townHOUSE not a townhome...just because you feel more uppitty by saying you live in a townhome doesn't mean I'm gonna let you get away with it...and if you spend over $500k to share a wall or two with someone you deserve my spite...

so living next to someone is fun isn't it?

especially when they listen to god awful Latin music that has the same rolling bass beat for 5,000 measures too...but when you're sitting in your computer room writing reviews of decent bands while and you can still hear your neighbor listening to (what you hope is) mainstream radio with its Coldplay (who I like), Nickelback (no.), and whatever other stupid songs I've overheard, you want to scream at them...but instead you insert the latest Dark Funeral album "Attera Totus Sanctus" and blast loud as shit black metal back at them...then again you could always be whisked back to '93 and be forced to listen to 4 Non Blondes, R.E.M., and Tag Team...