'stina (texaslawchick) wrote,
'stina
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guage of unreasonableness

so i'm sorta drunk on champagne

but bear with me

my brother had a party tonight for new years. maybe thirty people came throughout the night. the party was at my parents house. it's a 3800 square foot loft apartment. it looks really cool and the building is very cool. one bedroom, but don't let that fool ya on how big it is. it's in the penthouse and their patio is almost as big as the inside.

anyhow. in late october, my sister had a party there that caused the neighbors to complain. no one had any trouble understanding that my sister would have that kind of party.

my brother was gonna have a party at a friend's house but that fell through, so he made chicken, made fondue, made some salad and invited some friends over. maybe twenty five through the evening. we ate, we drank, we had a good time. someone noticed, at some point, that there was another party on the second floor, so some people went down to talk to the guys on two. turns out we knew some of them, and they came up for a minute. their party looked no less exciting than ours.

at the end of the night, midnight to be exact, there were a grand total of pipper, eric, tom, simona, debbie, photojournalist guy, debbie, franco, another woman, jose and me. we rang in the new year.

the guys from downstairs came up around 12:30 to wish us a happy new year. they left by one. frano and the woman who i don't know and debbie left.

at one fifteen, we danced a bit to "i will survive". the stereo was on throughout the night, but we weren't loud by any stretch of the imagination.

at one twenty, the next door neighbor who complained about claudia opened the door and walked in and bitched about our music. it wasn't above any normal level, and there were no more than eight people in the room. she asked me if my parents were home. she asked me if my guest would leave at three in the morning breaking bottles. i was insulted as all get out. i told her no, and she left.

it wasn't even an hour and a half into the new year. the house has cement and cinderblock walls. the music wasn't loud under anyone's definition of loud. my parents used to have parties until three in the morning before this woman moved in with no problems at all. hell, a pillowfight broke out at the sleep party in june at one thrity in the morning. that was before the dancing.

when i got home tonight, the guys two doors down were still having their party. the cars were moving, and i could tell that things were still going strong.

is it unreasonable to expect a little disturbance at one twenty in the morning on new years day in a hip, urban loft?
Tags: holiday, party, things that suck
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