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Nov. 19th, 2003 06:18 pmSomeone in the apartment complex is practicing (this term is used loosely) on a deep-toned wind instrument, a trombone or a French Horn or something. Every time they blow a blatted note, some nearby kid screams in glee and/or horror. There may even be two or three kids involved, judging by the screeches. Perhaps one of them is the performer.
This sounds worse than it actually is. In reality, I am mildly charmed.
This sounds worse than it actually is. In reality, I am mildly charmed.