I feel like Robert Neville, and lunatic zombies are lurking in the night beyond my windows.
The college kids are back in town.
And I am up at 2am smelling beer evaporate from the pavement.
This is not the first time I was awoken tonight.
But hopefully it will be the last.
For their sake…
Because I now have the noise ordinance number programmed into my phone.
And I’m not afraid to use it.
Party’s over, mutants.