Showdown in the Kitchen

So last night I was suffering from what can only be described as one of the worst sinus headaches in the history of mankind.  It's much better today, but I think I should still probably take some ibuprofen just to be on the safe side.  I have a lot of friends who get migranes, and I don't know what a migrane feels like, but this was probably the sinus headache equivalent of a migrane.  It hurt my entire head to cough and though I was just laying in bed and breathing my head was pounding.

Anyway, because of the pain, and the fact that I have to get in just the right position to sleep with this head cold, I had some problems falling asleep.  I tried reading just before I went to bed, but the headache was too bad and focusing on the words and writing notes was too much.  This was at about 1:30 am.  I put a warm compress on my eyes and finally drifted off to sleep at what was probably around 2:00 am or so.  At 3:45 I was woken up by loud voices in the hallway.

Cook in your own kitchen!!

I get that our kitchen is bigger.  I get that you may even be cooking for a couple of people who live on this floor. But seriously there are four other people who live in this hall, for whom you are not cooking and each and every one of them wants to cook and eat their dinner.  So unless you're going to invite us all to eat with you, go back to your own frickin' kitchen and cook your food there because you're taking up the ENTIRE kitchen to cook your food.

Seriously.  You have to bring all of your ingredients downstairs to cook in our kitchen.  Isn't that inconvenient?  Wouldn't it be easier to cook upstairs and invite people up to your place to eat?  Not only that, but we just cleaned our kitchen and you and the two boys for whom you are cooking are not known for cleaning up after yourselves.

And the worst part is that I know pretty soon the guitar playing is going to start.  

A few stories/observations and stories from the past 2 weeks.

1) I tried to sleep while the Brazilians in my building had parties – twice.

The first party I didn’t know anything about.  It was the first Saturday I was here and all of a sudden the bell for our floor kept ringing and more and more people were coming upstairs.  Now at this point I had a pretty serious case of jet lag and I had taken a nap earlier in the day, which was probably a bad idea.  I was really trying to get on a regular sleep schedule, so the party was particularly disturbing.  But what was most disturbing about this party was the fact that they went away at around 11pm, and I got a couple of hours of sleep, until they came back at 3am and started listening to music and drinking some more.

Earplugs

I'm testing out a set of ear plugs right now while my floormates are hanging out in the hallway.  Two notes on ear plugs.  #1:  If you have tinnitus (aka ringing in your ears) it makes it a lot worse.  All you can hear in your head is the ringing.  #2: If people in the hallway are using it as a soccer field, earplugs will not dampen the noise completely.  Plus you'll feel the vibrations of the tromping around in the hallway through the floor.

Hopefully they'll work when the inevitable next party happens.  I'll keep you posted.   :)