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[miz_anneliese]

I think I've just found my version of hell:
Next door, my neighbors are having a kid's party - complete with one of those bouncy air castles. The squealing, screaming, shouting, and yelling has not stopped since about 10 this morning. It is now 1:15 2:30.

*buries head under pillow*

ETA: FINALLY most of them are gone. Oy. More signs I am not cut out for children.

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[queensheba.livejournal.com]

Ugh, I'm sorry. The house next door is the Favorite Kid Play Zone on our street and they never stop this horrible high-pitched shrieking. I swear, if one of those kids is actually carried off by zombies or pirates or child molesters I will never notice anything abnormal because of the constant scream level I've become accustomed too.

I don't hate kids, really, I don't, but I momentaraily hated them all for a minute a little while ago - I took Mike out into the backyard with our new dog and our old dog to show him for the first time how well they play together with toys in the yard. Me, Mike, two dogs, bunch of squeak toys and tennis balls, happy little Hallmark moment in the making. Then all the damned kids came into the back yard with balloons, which they proceeded to all pop at once, scaring the shit out of the dogs, who ran back inside and refused to come back out. What are the chances that both those things have to occur at the exact same time? As soon as all the balloons were gone, the little suckers disappeared again.