What is this, some twisted game of Whack-A-Mole?
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"High Tension" is a seriously fucked-up little French horror flick. It's... yeesh. If you're a horror fan, do yourself a favor and track down a copy of this movie. It's not great, but it's definitely not bad and it's got some wicked acting. ^.^
Cate should be getting up around now; I may have to wake her though, I can hear her snoring and I don't know if she set the alarm or not. Me, I'm waiting to hear back from my doctor, working on cleaning up some stamp images, and seriously hating the people who Are Still Banging With Hammers. They just don't stop. *twitchtwitchtwitch* I'd forgotten just how unutterably headache-inducing the sound of a table saw is, too. No, seriously, this is just... OW. Lots and lots of OW. I can't even begin to describe how much it irks me for there to be construction nearby and to not be able to do anything about it.
If it were my dad? I could go over and ask where he was in the project, watch him work for a while, maybe even help out a bit, and I wouldn't feel so threatened by the Constant Banging. If it were happening to a building other than the one I am living in I wouldn't be nearly as territorial, I've been just fine while the ones elsewhere in the complex were being re-sided even when I could hear the hammering and sawing. But this? This feels like a fucking invasion. I can't open the doors, I can't look out the windows, I can't get away from the horrible, horrible noise. I've been going through lorazipam like they're fucking aspirin. This is just ridiculous.
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