east is the least (quiet)

i've been awoken at ungodly hours too many nights this week. mostly by drunken tom foolery.
shouting.
banging.
lots of banging.
loud banging.
on multiple doors.
it never ceases to amaze me how inconsiderate people can be when under the influence.
i guess that's part of what i signed up for when i decided to live on the east side of town.
tonight i'm hoping to get a full night's sleep.
wish me luck.