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after an 8 hour plane trip from paris, i "unpacked" and took my ass to sleep. then i would up at 3AM, laid in the bed until 5:30AM, then got up and got ready for an 11-hour photoshoot for the play. it started at 7:30AM and ended at 6:30PM. i came home and took my ass to sleep AGAIN. i slept until 3AM, when i woke up to a broad out on her porch squawking loudly into her phone. "you want to talk dirty? sure we can talk dirty if you want to...", "yeah, he's supposed to be coming in tomorrow but...", "blah blah blah blah blah..." she was talking shit about the most boring junk in the world, doing that "i'm so fucking cool" bull shit talk. finally i got sick of it and got up to troll about the apartment looking for the sound. i thought she was out in the hallway, so i went for the front door. i pressed my ear against it and heard nothing. i laid back down, and heard more squawking. where the fuck was it coming from?!?!? i went into the living and unlocked the door to the porch. opening it, the squawking got louder. in my blurred sleep i have no idea what she was talking about, but late at night i heard her voice so damn clearly.
i listened for a second, then loudly called out, "excuuuse me? if you decide to talk dirty on the phone, would you please lower your voice???" i got no response, but what i did get was sweet silence for the rest of the night.