Before I moved house, around October time last year, if I were ever to decide to have a lay-in there would be a pneumatic drill being used within fifty metres of my house until I got up. Every. Single. Time. There were a lot of roadworks on that junction because this is something that I try to do quite often

Today, I was painting until half past four in the morning, but the road outside my house is fine, so no pneumatic drills for me, nope. I get a guy with a chainsaw taking two hours to demolish a tree. So, I eventually get up with a headache and feeling grumpy and get to work in the tiny office that I have, which is in the front of my house. I sigh and feel pleased that at least I'm away from the chainsaw weilding maniac (you've got to be mad to be working with chainsaws, halfway up a tree before ten in the morning).

I relax and find the traffic noise a nice change. Until it starts. The bloomin' wood-chipper! Aaaaargh! So now I've got a wood-chipper owning (you can't really 'wield' a wood-chipper) maniac out in front of my house, deliberately being noisy and trying to give me a headache. One day they'll make a film out of this morning and it will be called 'The Winchester Wood-Chipper Massacre'.

And my back aches lots because our matress is awful, so things so far are not going very well.

Otherwise I'm fine

How's everyone else today?

Well, I was feeling rotten but further to reading the saga of the Winchester Woodchipper I'm thinking that my life isn't all that bad!!

Whenever I try to sleep late someone always wants to deliver something which causes my hounds of hell to bark like they're possessed until the intruder/postperson has been seen off!! Maybe, that's what I get for being reclusive and choosing to do the majority of my shopping on-line!

*passes Mata a mug of camomile tea*

*hides chainsaw*

*hides wood-chipper*

*looks innocent*


Today I hate my boss. Yesterday I hated my boss, too, but today I could've killed the woman. That's Ok, right?

Aside from that, I'm hunky dorey (doory? Doorey?). Thankies for asking.

I really don't like my boss either The stupid sod is on holiday in Menorca for two weeks and he is still answering his email. Correction. He can't answer his email outside of Greenleaf so he is sending it directly to me and getting me to send a "He's on holiday and he'll get back to you" response. Don't ask me why he didn't just leave his lap top and set up a "holiday response" and sodding well enjoy himself

PLUS I HAVE PMT!

So yeah, bad day.

Could be worse I guess. I hate ranting like this because I always think there are a lot of people worse off than me and I should be grateful but I have PMT so it doesn't matter!

Thanks for making me smile Mata babe!

Well, today's not too bad actually ... Got a quote done, and un update, and have had estate agents round with clients to see if they wanna buy the flat (they won't) and now friday afternoon is startng and i can feel some PS2 coming on ... dont know about you guys ... Business as usual, really, just the way we like it...

As for noise ...



1. Pab

2. new building uphill and opposite - Dynamite explosions every day, drilling and metal-cutting sounds

3. new building right next door - metal-cutting and sustained banging noises

4. new building opposite to the right - metal-cutting and sustained banging noises

5. new building site in earth-moving phase, presumably just before the dynamiting, drilling, cutting or banging phases - very big machinery noises

.. All day for the past 18 months, and for another 2 years I should think.

Mata ... if you want to set up a commando ninja militia task-force, you know, with weapons and stuff ... you just have to ask ...

*hugs mata*
*throws bricks at wood chipper man*

I have to say my morning has been in the crapper.... really.... I'm mean really... I went out to drink my blues away last night... but being as I had the blues in the first place I forgot to eat yesterday. So yeah.. my stomach has been super mad at me this morning.. my head feels like one of those bobble head dolls.. but I have to say..mata's story made it all better..

*hugs Rav more* *passes ibruprofen*

I love the picture Pab, the self-portrait is particularly good! I'm not surprised there is lots of dynamiting going on. Andorra seems to be a mountain that none of the neighbouring countries wanted to occupy, so ended up being a nice tax haven by default, but a nightmare to build on. Are there actually any flat bits naturally?!

'Glad my post cheered people up, it certainly cheered me up getting it off my chest

I can sympathise with the chainsaw noise - BOTH of our neighbours are builders and if one isn't drilling/banging and improving the house then the other one is. Grrrr...

My day's been busy. My son turned 1 year old on Tuesday and I'm arranging a party for tomorrow. I'm sure no one will notice that the house has been scrubbed from top to bottom or that I've tarted up the conservatory a bit. I'm sure no one cares that I've spent most of my day arranging decorations and food and checking I have enough beverages in the house for everyone.

None of my family really get on so I'm bound to be on egg shells all day waiting for them to start on each other.

Seems a bit of a waste putting all this time and effort in when people will just turn up, harass the baby, get rip roaring drunk (okay, so that may just be me)and wreck my house.

I need a drink...

i have been wondering what that flaming noise was most of the day but i couldn't see it from the office window

Nope. I'ts either like this \ or like this /. A flat bit is just the transition from one to another like this \_/.

Mata, if it makes you feel any better about the chainsaw, here's a laugh: on my mum's birthday last week, my grandfather came over to help my vati cut down a massive tree branch. I was inside making tea when we heard a nasty-sounding CRACK. Outside, what did we find but the tree branch fallen across our yard, the ladder completely torked, and my grandfather dangling from the stump of the branch by one arm and holding a chainsaw desperately in the other. He wouldn't drop the chainsaw, because it was "a perfectly good saw, there's no use in breaking it".

Which is how I came to spend my day catching a chainsaw in a blanket (which feels so safe, trusting the man hanging from a tree by an arm to not drop a chainsaw on your head). Some people have to rescue kittens from trees. Me, I have to rescue doddering old fools from them.

Good news is, the chainsaw still works.

I figured as much. A bit like Japan really, as far as I can tell they've got Tokyo or mountains.

By way of explanation, PVCFairy is a friend of Sues and mine who works in office block at a window approximately 25 metres to my right, 100 backwards and 20 up, so she's had to put up the damnable wood-chipper from audio hell all day too.

EDIT: Artist.unk, please inform your grandfather that in future he needs to sit on the treewards end of branches that he is removing, not the other way around!

Anyone else picturing the scene from "Fargo" where the guy is stuffed in the woodchipper or is that just me?

My day so far, goes like this : I got to sleep in a bit because I don't have to be to work until 1 p.m. I would have slept longer but I swear someone kept walking through my house but when I got up I was the only one home.

Later I get to go get gas, cookies and paychecks and then head off to work. My freaking boss is the owner of the store and signed up to bring the cheapest thing to our potluck dinner tonight and that peeves me. There's a festival downtown where I work for the next two days so I get to deal with many many people and a highly stressed out boss.

Yay for life. I'm going to go make coffee now.

*sends the Have a Better Morning Fairy off to Mata*

That's all stupid, that psychotic must have been some disgruntled underpaid grunt who was out to make everyone else's life miserable. Or perhaps he was just on a schedule, whatever. Anyway, *big hug* feel better and I'm glad your morning perked up and everyone else's here too!

I have had many a morning like that, usually when I'm driving my car (usually in quite the hurry) to work or whatnot. There's usually a lot of frustration, and then I explode, hanging out the window cursing obscenities at anyone and everyone with two legs, sometimes even if they have less. I've only recently developed this short temper. *sigh* I'm such a bad homo.

Yikes! Usually there aren't any noise disturbances in my neighborhood, so I'm a lucky one. I have no funny incidents with chainsaws to report, either (I kind of wish I did.) I haven't really had much of a day seeing as I just woke up a half-hour ago, and all I've done is stretch and eat...I'm ready for my day to come at me! Well, as soon as I shower.

And good luck on reduction of noise... when we had people cleaning out/repainting/getting all the grimy stuff out of our windows, I was awakened on a Saturday at around 7 by hammer noises. Not to mention I had to keep the shades drawn!

Well, as long as we are complianing about noise...

I hate when on my only day off I get woken up by some flid with a lawnmower at half past nine in the morning. In fact, i got so annoyed i wrote a letter to my local newspaper. That got printed!

Yet my lovely neighbours still haven't changed their lawn mowing patterns!

Aside from that, I live next to a train track so i have that noise all the time, but im used to it, BUT when they do maintenance on the tracks they do it at night so as not to disturb the train timetable (ha- as if they care) but all they do is distrub my sleep. Drills at three in the morning.

I also hate birds. Dawn chorus my arse.


And I would love to be awoken by the sound of building work in my house. My mothers partner is a builder and four rooms and a garden are currrently half done and have been so for about a year.

/end rant.

Morning's been okay, except for the tornado sirens going off at 3am. That sucked a lot. I was awake until 5 listening to the weather radio. Yay, Missouri storms.

No, I think life-threatening situations make him feel young again. Or something. -.-;;

My next-door neighbour vacuums his lawn. As in, with the thing you clean carpets with. You know it's summer when you wake up at 6 am to a sound like that. Of course, if I'm in for a real treat, I'm already awake by that point, because the monks in the Buddhist temple behind our house started playing gongs and drums around 2. (And you people thought your neighbours were strange.)

I'm sure we'll notice your gleaming floor as we vomit on it.



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Hmm. Sounds like a piss-up. Will there be pass-the-parcel?



We're all grown ups, we'll be fine. Plus, everyone can spend the day laughing at my battle scars.



Damn! My plan has been foiled.


As for noise... Every morning, 5am - our puppy wakes us all up. He'd be cute if he wasn't such a pain in the arse.

On the subject of chainsaws, I was babysitting today and the two year old found a small toy with a pull string. It happened to be a chainsaw that vibrated when you pulled the string. Wow. You can teach your kid to destroy the environment when they're only a toddler.

Noise-wise, the painters are coming to paint the windows...at 10am. Much better than 7am...I'm grateful for that.

Personally I'm planning on getting up early tomorrow, renting a chainsaw, and heading to town to do the whole 'Shining' thing. Perhaps I'm just mean and nasty.

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Though, that was when he got freaky with the ax. I can't remember him running around with a chainsaw.....maybe I should watch again if my memory is incorrect. But hey, they did it in the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. You could run around and play Leatherface!

Noise sucks first thing in the morning. When I moved into my new house there was a building site opposite and every morning there'd be huge lorries, giant cement mixers and the like doing their very best to wake me up, but suddenly it all stopped...it was heaven. But then someone decided to buy the house next door and completely renovate it, I'm talking new roof, new walls new everything so I now had that waking me up. But not only that, the scafholding was right opposite my bedroom window and there isn't a very big gap between the houses so I'm paranoid that the builders could look in and see me because the curtains supplied by my landlord are really thin. Anyway, the other day the building in the building site started again so lately I've not been a very happy bunny.

But other than that things are fab

Now I'm being persecuted by noise. For reasons best known to himself my dad has decided to use his angle grinder. In the house. It's making my eyeballs vibrate.

that can happen?? poor fuzzy

i don't have a noise problem, but i did split up with my other half again. some of you might remember the last time

...other than that...i'm peckish, but fine and dandy

Noise? Noise? Today I went to work. It was the opening day of a new exhibition (i work in an art gallery) so outside they had a brass band. It began to rain so they brought the band inside to play. AN hour of that noise!!!!!!

I hate it when noise makes my eyeballs vibrate, it's really very uncomfortable. I've never heard of anyone else having the problem. I don't feel quite so odd now, but then again, Mr Fuzzy often has that affect on me

Spuglet, that must have been bad. Galleries really resonate!

My bloke collects those. You wanna come and sit on his shelf??!

Pab, the image was great but shouldn't you be working you lazy oaf!

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*breaks down in tears*

That was the best use of smilies I've ever seen.

Awwwwwww

*gives Pab massive hug*

Sorry hun, I didn't mean to make you cry! Now dry your eyes and don't be such a baby and get on with your work!

Well, I _would_ if everybody could just stop _interrupting_ , _m'kaaay_?

I'll take this oppurtunity to complain about noise as well.

I like to sleep with my window open. That's not wrong. We have humidity of 90% in this stupid place, and I deserve a little breeze while I'm sweating my ass off in my sleep. _EVERY_SINGLE_MORNING_ someone's got something going. Whether it be a lawn mower, or a leaf blower, or a FREAKIN' WEED WHACKER! ALWAYS WITH THE WEED WHACKER! At ungodly hours of the morning. And no, they couldn't wait for the weekend, like sensible people. They do it EVERY DAY. Either mowing or whacking or blowing... I can't handle it. YOUR LAWNS ARE 15X15 SQUARES OF CRAB GRASS! LET THEM BE!!!

Right now, you wanna know what Mr. House Behind Me is doing? He's got the little saw blade thing out that cuts around corners. Little buuuuzzzzzz-zip-buuuuuzzzzzz-zip-zip-zip-buzzzzzz-WEEEAAAAEEEERRRR's! I hate it. Why don't you go and wash your SUV's or something?Stop thinking that anyone else cares about your pathetic, insignificant lawn.

Sorry, I'm pretty upset about everyone and their mother with the lawn mower going at 8:30 on a Monday morning. And still going strong at *checks the clock* 11:43.

This morning - it started at 07:00 with the neighbours dog barking (he's looking after it for a mate and he's a gorgeous German Shephard but he has a BIG bark) - then he decided to stop and I thought I could get some extra sleep...

Noooooooooooooooo - we've had bloody military fecking planes going over for about three hours. Don't know what's going on over at Lyneham but it's definately desturbing me.

3 am kitty opera.

Dante Demoncat and I will one day have serious words. Cat soup and fur mittens and I mean it.
Okay I don't. Because he usually comes and purrs his face off after serenading the moon or whatever he's caterwalling about. Mayhap lady cats?

there are no noises here, but having just gotten back from america i'm about 8 hours behind, i woke up at 4am this morning, it doesn't feel right not sharing a bed

In our block of flats an elderly woman and her husband have moved in within the past 6 months. With them they bought their dog. He's ever so sweet but does have a very loud bark As I was leaving the block of flats this morning she was coming in with him and she looked very sad. I asked her if she was Ok and she said not. Apparently two other ladies who live in the block (or the adjacent block) of flats have complained to the council.

As it is we aren't allowed pets. Why these people thought they could get away with signing a lease that says no pets and bring in a dog is another matter altogether. Anyway, I'm sad because these two old biddies have now meant that they have to have doggy put down Luckily I think we may have convinced her, through her tears, to contact our local animal sanctuary as they should take him and rehome him.

It's all so very sad. For once I don't mind the noise of a barking dog if the alternative is putting him down