Last week the apartment below mine was blasting “Pon De Floor” so loudly that the snares on my snare drum were rattling. While this anecdote reveals that I keep a drum kit in my living room, that still does not make me the most annoying resident in Westwood Village.
Westwood needs to hold a massive yard sale. Instead of frantically searching Craigslist and lowballing prices via e-mail, this district needs to do all of its furniture recycling in an all-day event.
I’m all for traveling. However, I don’t like having kids on my flight; as soon as they get on an airplane they get antsy so they cry and vomit. This does not bode well with me.
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