can't stand having that fucking tv right outside my bedroom. yeah yeah ... i know it's probably nowhere as bad as anil's room or val's room being on the same floor, but i picked this room because I hoped it'd be really secluded and quiet. i shouldn't have bought that crappy old tv from my brother ... everybody goes and plays nintendo on it, talks unnecessarily loud and screams whenever they get a powerup, and the damn thing has a high pitch screech to it that permeates all barriers.
if i get rid of the tv, will it get rid of the people? it's my tv ... can I take a bat to it? it's the most disfunctional, heavy, old, useless tv in the world. it holds no value to me whatsoever ... in fact, i despise it. i wish it were dead. i wonder if my housemates would get angry if they found it missing one evening.
hell, they'd probably just start playing darts down here instead.
damnit ... sick of living with so many people. the house is a dump, but a decent dump .... it's the people and noise that make the place so intolerable.
i had a plan, i'm wondering if it'll work: i want to go buy 11 battery holders, 11 LEDs, 11 switches, and some wiring. i'll make little things to mount above everybody's bedroom doors with a switch on it ... if you're sleeping or working on something important, you turn on your don't fuck with me light ... people see that and then, conceptually, they respect it and be quiet.
would it work? probably not. fuckers can't even do dishes in this house.
... and now I have to turn up 2pac so loud to block it all out that I'm probably pissing off scott, who's the quietest and most respectful person of everyone. :-(
better plan: i'll wear headphones. *shrug*