"I seek no science when there is no shape under a molten sky, let the days collide."

[nausicaa83]

Last night, at midnight, the neighbour upstairs came home drunk and singing out loud. After half an hour of that, I went upstairs and knocked on his door to give him a piece of my mind. He didn't answer, probably because he saw it was me, but he stopped singing and went to bed. So I texted the building manager, and he told me he'll talk to him about this and a couple other things today after work.

I mean, seriously. Is that flat haunted or something? A powerful curse that only attracts assholes? At least this guy isn't planning to stay here for long, but please.

Obviously I didn't sleep well after that, mostly because I was pissed off, and I woke up all nervous, but now a few hours have passed and I feel a bit better. But still, I feel like I should call an exorcist and leave it at that.

Yesterday I finally finished Final Fantasy XIII-2! I was incredibly over-levelled, so it took me only three minutes to kill the final boss. Then I sat back ready to enjoy the final movie. And that's when I got a To Be Continued.

I hope they're not planning to give us the ending in DLC, but they'll release another sequel. Because there's so much stuff to do now, I can't.

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At least this time it looks like it was una tantum, mostly because it was Valentine's Day. I fixed it before it could escalate.

But seriously, the owners of that flat must be the dumbest people ever. Where do they get these guys? Did they put an ad on the newspaper?