At around 7:10 a.m., the Banging Brood got started beating the wall before heading off to school. It was brief and it didn't bother me like they may have hoped.
However, at 4:30 p.m., the Banging Brood were punching the wall hard many times off and on for about an hour. The Upstairs Stomper--the party responsible for the loud music you can hear through a brick wall at the back of the building--decided to add some deliberate stomps on their floor.
It was getting quite annoying taking it from two sides, so I yelled that I was going to be blogging about this. And that people do read it.
As of 6:30 p.m. writing this, it's back to peaceful quiet. I'll let you know how long it lasts. With these ghetto sorts living all around me, I don't count on it lasting long. They're the sort that never learn: don't touch a hot stove, it will burn your hand.
