I got out of the shower a little while ago, only to discover that my neighbor, an acceptably cute, reasonably with-it looking single guy about 10 years younger than me, is playing Meatloaf. Loudly. ("Now don't be sad, cuz two out of three ain't bad.") Ewwwwwwwwwwwww!!! I think my ears are bleeding.
That's it. When I resume my "Sex and the City" marathon (He Who Puts Up With Me bought me the entire series on DVD for my birthday, and I'm wrapping up season three), I'm turning it up full blast. And if the sounds of Samantha having sex are mistaken for, well, live action, then so be it. Ha!