isn't too hard to find.
Last night in bed, a lil after 1am, I hear a cursing angry male outside - maybe in the parking garage under my apt? I couldn't tell. This is commonplace though.
Roll over... close eyes.
Eyes open - someone's laying on a car horn. Based on the acoustics, it sounded like it was under my apt in the garage or in the vicinity. "Annoying drunks....", I grumble.
Roll over... close eyes.
Then I hear 20-30 seconds of continuous blood-curdling screaming from a female. More angry male yelling. This sounds serious. Thankfully, others in my apt and neighboring apt heard it too and yelled out their windows to each other, "hey, you heard that too?" - "yea." - "yea man I'm calling the cops. dude."
Other than that. On the art front I'm working on a "day in the life" sequential sequence of drawings. I'm totally bored already with it. The sterile white walls of the Franklin Terrace are closing in. @_@
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