So, Mr Party-of-one played music all night again... not as loud as he used to, but, like last weekend, still loud enough that I could hear it in my apartment. Now, at 11:20 am, he's swearing at the neighbours who are hammering (no louder than he was playing music) because they're doing work around their house. He's sitting outside the back door, talking on his cell phone, because he apparently locked himself out of the building. I could go down and let him in, but I think I'll let him wait for his friend.
I also heard him say he's separated, which contradicts that note he left me saying his wife had died.
He's definitely drunk, and saying himself that he drank too much. He really needs a better hobby.
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