I hate my fucking life.  My husband passed away two years ago in September, and I live in an apartment complex.  I was told that it would be quiet here; that the residents were relatively respectful of each other.  Bullshit!  The lady downstairs blares her Whitney Houston and other soul records at very loud volumes.  Right now, it's 11:22 p.m. and I can hear her shit clearly.  It's driving me insane.  I've notified the landlord twice, but either she doesn't have a phone, or he's not answering.  Either way, this shit makes me homicidal.  I'm a very quiet person; I rarely watch tv and listen to my music with headphones.  I appreciate that not a lot of people like the kind of stuff I listen to.  I would expect the same kind of courtesy that I show to them.  You know, do unto others and all that.  Am I the only one in the world who respects others' boundaries, and tries to be considerate of others?  My father raised me to always say 'please', and 'thank you'.  I used to say that to my husband when we'd go through the drive through and he'd ask for something.  It's a matter of politeness, for fuck's sake!  How fucking hard is it to, oh, I don't know, RESPECT SOMEONE ELSE'S FEELINGS FOR FUCKING ONCE?!  I put up with this shit all day long on the weekends; I don't expect to have to put up with it all fucking night, as well.

Here's something that takes the edge off, and I hope you think so, too.  It's a website that hosts video-sharing sites, and has a fuckload of movies to share.  It's called TwoMovies, and the url is https://twomovies.net/.  The registration is completely free, they ask nothing of you at all.  Go check it out.