At 7 this morning I was awakend by another round of Olympic Sex from my neighbors upstairs. I got up to pee, but it's even louder in my bathroom. Very few times will you ever see me on a toilet with my ears plugged. I just wasn't in the voyeristic mood that early. I buried my head under my pillow and was able to fall back asleep. Only to be awakened again two hour later by a new sport. Olympic Fighting. Things were being thrown, there was much yelling. I wondered what could have possibly happened to change the mood so drastically. And then I remembered that I didn't care.