I'm getting punchy...
For 3 hours each afternoon, for the past 3 days, my upstairs neighbor has been sitting outside under the covered area of the apartment parking lot doing some sort of craft. Whatever it is, it involves a hammer. But the thing she's hitting is really thin, so she's essentially been hammering concrete, like she's trying to pound nails into stone tile or something. For 3 days. What the almighty fuck are you doing, lady??!!?!
Oh yeah, she also has her baby out there with her, which he doesn't like, so he's screaming.
My balconey is right above where she's sitting and I'm considering shaking out my hedgehog's dirty cage liner over the rails and let the breeze take care of the rest.