So I didn't get to bed until 10 or so. I was laying there counting how many hours of sleep I was going to get, and next thing I know it was 11:30 and a sheriff was banging on the door of the neighbors in C-25. (The same neighbors that have gotten cops out there two or three other times.) They were there for half an hour, and the story I could hear was that the lady who lives there and her boyfriend were fighting, and she called 911 for some reason, so they came and had the guy sit on the steps and her sit inside the house, and they asked him for his side of the story. He said he had no ID, and he told them his name, and when they were calling it in, he gave them his real name. So they were kind of upset at him for lying to them. Come to find out he's on probation and has a restraining order against him - from the woman he's been staying with, the same woman he was fighting with. He'd had 5 beers that day and one of the stipulations of the probation was that he not drink. So they hauled him away. As they were walking him down the path to the cruiser, he looked back and said "don't worry about me!" to the lady.
Damn it, I wish having the cops wake you up four times in the past couple of months was good enough grounds to break the lease with no hard feelings or extra money.
So I got a bit less sleep than I wanted to, but whatever. I'm here, and I'm bored 'cause incognita isn't at work today so I can't email her. I guess I'll just have to find some sort of work to do. :)