I finally figured out how to sign off of the new Facebook page. Ridiculous. There should be a giant red button on the screen that says, 'Opt out of the site in general,' just for those moments. Until then, my annoyance is overtaken by the sounds of garbage trucks, screeching tires, and occasionally the night club, and I have to remind myself: I could be the poor bastard living ABOVE the nightclub, or in the apartments right behind it. How many times has some drunkard thrown their bottle at the building's windows behind the club, or smashed the windows of cars parked along its side street? Actually, the car thing is once every few weeks.
Yep. Definitely not a city girl.
A city girl would relish the sounds of car alarms, glass shattering, and fortunes being made (though it's hero or criminal). Nope. I'm happy with eBay, Tanoth, and Project Gutenberg. Low maintenance happiness. Voila!
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