Monday, March 26, 2007

Just Another Manic Monday

I was woken at 4am this morning by the sound of my neighbours having sex. Thumping, banging, moaning, screaming, giggling…you name it, I heard it. It’s not exactly the most ideal way to be woken up in the middle of the night, especially when I am painfully aware that if that wall between us was taken away, we’d be sharing a bed.


Now, I’m getting rather desensitised to my new goth neighbour and her boyfriend (who has the deepest, most booming voice known to man) and their night time activities, however, normally they pipe down after ten minutes or so. It seems goth neighbour has a new boyfriend; either that or her usual partner had taken Viagra, because they went on like Duracell Rabbits for at least an hour.

By 5am I leave my bed, drag my duvet sleepily behind me and kip on the sofa, forgetting my mobile phone which will sound an alarm at 6am.

An hour later my alarm goes off; it takes me quite a while to even hear it from the living room. I navigate my way towards the bedroom, eyes half closed, and press ‘Snooze’.

But just as I do so, my neighbour thumps on the wall to tell me to turn that *%&*£! alarm off.


Sighing wearily I scuff my feet back to the sofa, catching sight of my face in the mirror. I have creases pressed into my cheek from the Ikea throw that sits on the sofa.

The creases stay until long after my class. It makes me wonder, is someone piercing needles into a voodoo doll with my face on it?


Miss Despina said...

Just came across your blog and already love it, not just because it's pink, but because it's very, very funny. Yesterday I was walking along a country road with my man, laughing, looking into his eyes - and stepped in an enormous dog poo. Positively skidded... he thought it was hilarious.

Princesse Ecossaise said...

Weheeyyy thats classic!! Hey, at least he found the funny side of it! Something to tell the grandchildren ;o)

I'm glad you like my blog! Come back soon, I need more female readers!

sylvie d said...

Always know I will laugh reading your blog! and, you added my blog as a link!!! it is an honour!


Miss Despina said...

I will be back soon. I'm busy procrastinating today - envy you your foreign langs degree!


T.D. Newton said...

Getting even can be fun. It is so weird that people can unabashedly have sex on the other side of basically cardboard walls. I mean having loud sex in hotel rooms is one thing but you should be able to look your neighbor in the eye once in awhile and not have them know what your orgasm sounds like, eh?

Princesse Ecossaise said...

Aww Sylvie, it's my pleasure! Anyway how could I not add a blog about La Rochelle, written by a princesse francaise who has her very own prince anglais? ^_^

Despy, believe me its nothing to envy, well maybe the first three years, but now...argh it's driving me insane!!

I know exactly what you're saying t.d. I'm sure to bump into her in the hallway soon. She won't bat an eyelid while I'll be blushing and trying to avoid eye contact. Some people are shameless!

Still, we all get carried away 'pendant le feu d'action' sometimes I suppose!


The Horns and the Hawk said...

you should bang on your neighbor's wall and tell them to, quote, "(*&ing shut off that (&$*ing."

ColbyPants said...

time to invest in some good earplugs?

Princesse Ecossaise said...

Ear plugs are a good idea. But I've always wondered how one hears the alarm clock in the morning.

ColbyPants said...

hmmm this is a problem. I suppose if you dont thrash in your sleep set the phone to vibrate.

Princesse Ecossaise said...

I may invest in some earplugs soon then. Before I go to Paris, so I don't have to hear FP grinding his teeth in his sleep.

(je rigole mon amour, je rigole)

ColbyPants said...

my girlfriend does. broke my nose multiple times in my youth, so now I snore. It was either that or I sleep on the couch. . .