Dear Jesus,

Thank you for many things, but mostly, thank you for my new neighbor. You know, the one that plays music all fucking night. Doesn't ring a bell? Come on. It's the one that seems to love nocturnal activities where something gets rammed against the wall dividing our apartments night after night after night after night.

I have now set up a little camp in my living room, where I now sleep.

I am so completely close to a nervous breakdown right now, people. Someone get me the fuck out of here as soon as possible before I finally lose it.