High Rise Living

i can't stand it.

i am not a people person. i am not so much anti-social as just needing my own personal space.

i hate sharing the elevator. i hate being obligated to hold open the elevator doors and wait for people to come through with all their stuff. i hate being pressed up against people i don't know. i hate breathing in their deodorant, perfume, cologne, body odor, etc. as i wait to get to my floor.

even in the apartment i hate hearing people's parties, business, stuff, when i am trying to get a little quiet time.

but what i hate most of all, is the 5 a.m. saturday sex pounding i hear every saturday morning without fail.

every. single. saturday.

and it's only on saturdays. do the people upstairs not have sex more often?! and why is it always at 5 a.m.?

i cannot wait until mike moves out of his high rise and we move into a three flat. granted i will still be around people, but a more manageable number as opposed to the thousands i usually interact with on a daily basis at his building.

i hate. i hate. i hate.  i sound like a 12 year old girl. ;P