The little demons next door started their crap again at 7:32 a.m. with one bang.
The last bang I heard from them for the morning hours was at 9:32 a.m.
Then at 3:49 p.m., they kicked it off again with three loud bangs against the shared wall. All three shook said wall. Then there was a pause, and another loud bang. Oh, and Mr. Pills? I spoke with more mental health professionals, experts in their field, and they concur, that there's no way I'm just "hearing things" when I'm also being bombarded by vibrations.
Then from 4:29 - 4:36 p.m., the Banging Brood made a lot of bumps, bangs, thumps, and wall-shaking.
These are not "accidental noises". These are not "normal apartment living". They're intended to disturb, antagonize, and harm me.
Where are MY GOD-GIVEN RIGHTS?!?
For the record of these Neanderthals in uniform, I was RAISED a SOUTHERN BAPTIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Edit: I neglected to mention that the eldest sibling was with her "squeeze boy" on the breezeway.
