Nothing Ever Happens in Tucson... yet again.

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Really.

The monkeys that live in the apartment above us are horrible creatures. As I type this, currently they are having some sort of hysterical laugh-a-thon while supposedly chucking tennis balls against the wall. Some of us are trying to nap. I mean.

However their favorite 1am activity is some sort of furniture moving and screaming/dancing contest that lasts 4-5 hours depending on how fun it apparently is. Every other day.