Have I ever told anyone my uncontrollable desire to wake up to a vibrating ceiling? And even better-oh this gets good!-It is vibrating because a certain someone upstairs is blasting, I mean, on-purpose-full-out-cranking-the-god-damn-music-knowing-it-is-probably-finals-week-blasting, POLKA MUSIC! Mind you, I sleep in a loft style bed, so I mean my
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