Soooo yeah, my basement neighbour is one of those bass-obsessed types. The kind of person that can only listen to music with a subwoofer. The kind of person who needs to FEEL his music as well as hear it. I’m two floors above him and his music vibrates my bed… and not in a good way.
So this morning, when the bass had finally subsided at like, 430 in the a.m…. of course the ol’ pup decides that it is then that she needs to go out for a walk/pee!
So I took her out and took advantage of the cool light and took some pics:
All this time change is doing to me is making me feel MORE guilty about how slow my lazy ass is in the morning.
Before i had the excuse of ‘darkness’
Thanks, calendar!
*note* I actually really do love that it’s bright in the morning. I just like to keep up the bitter-sarcastic-whoa-is-me-ness that I’ve developed of late.
