BTW, it is Jan. 13, 2011 at 1:49PM. "Likely service disruption" at Facebook. Mentioned, 'cause I am not sure what time I started my "She's Off" story and needed to harvest crops on a Facebook game. Why oh why did I not listen to self and plant one day crops and be done with the game for the day. Why, why, why. She never learns. Anyway...
Fit number 3. Blood started roiling sometime yesterday afternoon with Chris' rining telephone. Oops, title of post, I am wondering if John is sawing something in his kitchen, that is what it sounds like ~ some pretty tough meat, eh. Heard some clicks, like when tapping a spice jar or something, so he must be cooking. Quietly. Well, I mean, I hear him, but he is not being as loud as he usually is starting most every night at 9:30PM.
Interesting too, that every trip to bathroom, I have to listen to his radio. He works some kind of night shift. Maybe goes to work at 3AM. Know I used to arrive home from library just as he did from work, knowing that I would be able to open back door every day until about 1PM. So does he leave music or TV on loud enuff for me to hear when he leaves his apartment. It is not that disturbing, but disturbs me just the same. Most often I hear it in both bathroom and kitchen, so that anytime I enter either room, John is on my mind. Worse is when I hear it from sofa bed and can not get to sleep at all, or if earlier, disturbs my head.
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