Irked.

[witchscauldron]

I can't practice my religion in my own bedroom anymore. That's where my space is set up, and it's the best place for it...but all bloody day and night my upstairs neighbour plays her music loudly in the front bedroom. If she could play it in any other room, I'd be quite happy, seeing as I can't hear it much anywhere else, or I don't work in other parts of the house. But no....it has to be right over my damn bed.

I can't work with that going on. I need silence, or a relative version thereof, to teach my students on Thursdays, to meditate, to scry, to perform ritual, to work. Muffled techno bass beats do not help me achieve anything. I want to connect with Persephone tonight, or maybe SLEEP, but I don't think I'm going to have much of a chance. I'm thinking sleep might be the best, because I have deep green-black circles under my eyes from not, but it's nigh impossible at times.

These people are nicer than the previous neighbours, but they're 10x louder (which I'd have thought impossible), they have 3 weeks of garbage rotting on the porch (which the animals in the neighbourhood just love), and I'm sorry to say they're just plain f-ing trashy. There's nothing quite like working through garbage, bookcase parts, and a set of TV trays to get your mail. :\ I have asked them to keep it down a couple of times already, but as far as they're concerned they are being as quiet as they can be, and I will just have to deal with it.

So frustrated. I just want to bloody meditate in peace!

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[evergrey.livejournal.com]

3. Total war?

[morgandria.livejournal.com]

I CAN be that much of a bitch, but I don't think it's warranted yet.
Yet. We'll see how it goes.