Boredom is, as boredom does.
In the absence of anything actually constructive to do, my fellow apartment-mates have lost their minds. I present to you Exhibit #1 and Exhibit #2 which are the events of a cat (and dog) fight that resulted from a difference of opinion about some music being played at the time. There was much screeching, giggling and bra strap snapping. It’s was loud enough that the neighbors were either going to call the cops, or record it as audio porn for later use.
