Yesterday evening

I had a rotten evening. From late afternoon onwards I could hear the cunts upstairs getting louder and louder. Their windows were closed, so it didn't bother me too much. It was just very annoying. I put the dvd on at half past six. Five minutes later they decided to open their windows. I stopped the film. They had visitors, and the adults seemed to be inciting the children to make as much noise as they could. It was really horrible until nine o'clock, when it suddenly went very quiet. I found it a little bit easier to cope with, now that I know the date they are to be evicted. I originally thought the children were on drugs, but I've changed my mind. I've come to the conclusion that they never eat fresh food. They live on ready-made junk food, so are always spaced out from the cocktail of sugar, salt and chemicals. I think that because the woman never spends any time cooking. She's never away from her front room long enough to cook a meal. Cunts. Can't wait for 'em to go.