Last night I think I passed an important milestone in getting OLD: I went outside and asked our neighbors if they could take their loudly-talky, photo-flashing party indoors, because it was eleven and I was trying to sleep.
On the other hand, what the fuck were they doing partying until nearly midnight on a Thursday night? With a dozen or so people still there?
On the other hand, what the fuck were they doing partying until nearly midnight on a Thursday night? With a dozen or so people still there?