Lucky Me

Apparently, someone like this guy...

...lives in the apartment above us.

I wake up, almost daily now, to the sound of his voice, seeping through our bedroom ceiling. It begins with a little off-key blaring, followed by his daily screamo exercises. And when he's done with this solo rehearsal, he cranks up some death metal on his over-sized speakers, for all to enjoy.

Ahhh, the joys of apartment living.