First, I thought it was very rhythmic traffic. Then, perhaps, a subwoofer. Only after careful listening have I discerned that my upstairs neighbor, we'll call him Pierre, has an incredibly loud, incredibly persistent snoring problem. It's not that tragic for me, but I do feel bad for his roommate; I can't imagine what it sounds like from the same apartment!
Note: there is something wrong with the timing on this blog. It's actually 1:06 a.m., but when I post, it gives the impression that I'm blogging at a much earlier, more civilized time. Do not be fooled. I have bad sleep habits, just like all the other law students.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
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