i have a dream...

that one day i will rise up and tell the goon who lives above me to stop playing rockband drums at 6 in the morning. i really don't think this kid sleeps. yesterday morning i woke up to go hunting at 4:30 and i could hear him talking and walking around. pretty ridiculous. and this morning he got to banging on the drums at 6:09. it is now 10:26 and i still hear them. i'm about half ticked off, half amazed. it doesn't sound like he's very good though. i mean i can tell he's gotten a little better since he got the game in february (yeah i realized what was going on real quick the first time he brought it home). but anyway, one day i'm going to march right up there and give him a piece of my mind...i hope.