Bring it on!

Have I ever told you about my neighbours? No? Yeah? Make up your mind! Ah well, here it comes anyway.
A month or so ago the neighbours on one side started to play music quite loud. It's alright in the afternoon or on a Friday eve, but not at the evenings or nights. Anyway, to the point - the music in question is RnB and I kinda don't like that. I've asked them to turn it down once - got no responce what so ever, not sure if they heard (I stood on my balcony and they on theirs) or if they just ignored me. I also went over there once (it was midnight on a Sunday-Monday), completely furious and I clearly heard them in there. No one opened once I pressed the doorbell. The music stopped though.
The thing is - it was a really nice couple who lived there when I moved in about 6 months ago and I haven't seen anyone move either in nor out. I kinda wonder if they're illegal immigrants or something... Where was I? Oh right!
Today they started again and seeing as I've only slept three hours and are a bit... "easily annoyed" I decided that no, not today. (More the mental chain of "is that...? Yes, it is. *deep breath* I've had enough" and then some very ugly Swedish words, suppose they are like "now you motherfuckers!!!" or something.) So I decided to declare war... You know that kind of psychological war girls do best. I pulled out my yoga-rug (yes I know, it's green), turned my speakers towards their wall and put on Robbie Williams Live-dvd. 3 songs passed and then I stopped with the fake-yoga-workout-crap and turned it down. Hrm... wonder why the neighbours are all quiet...?

Conversation of the Day:
Me to one of my male co-workers completely out of the blue: "I look like a doll compared to you, I'm much shorter. Then again... you could be Ken... He doesn't have a dick either."

Same male co-worker to me in a later discussion: "Sex is a bit like fishing. Say I love fishing, then I want everyone else to understand how great it is." (Yeah I know - it didn't work out in his head either.)