we’re pretty accustomed to the everyday noises we hear from our apartment; muffled talking at the bus stop, the occasional subwoofer from normal traffic and of course the trusty talking chicago buses. however, this week has been particularly noisy, especially after bedtime. we had a throng of screaming teenagers cheering for every bus that drove by, then we had the sound of persistent clanging of metal from our old building heaters, then last night we had a happenin’ friday night party above us with gut-vibrating-brain-numbing music until 1 am, and then another group of i’m-too-cool-for-school people creating havoc on the street until 3 am. don’t get the wrong idea, it’s not usually that crazy here…or maybe i’m just getting old. in any case, i’m very happy i can hear my thoughts again.