Awww, you're moving away.

I can't say I'll miss you. You were like larger, noisier versions of the ants. Big, bad techno-music-making, nuisances. Seriously, how could you not realize that the music you were "creating" was awful? And why didn't you figure out that other people could actually hear it? I'll take bad tejano music over crappy emo synth pop any day.

Also: I keep weird hours, it's true, what with me working until midnight and on weekends. But at least I'm respectful about it. It's not like I come home at 1am and decide to try and split atoms or anything. You, on the other hand, took to hammering on the walls at 4am.

I mean, I am normally wide awake at that hour, but it's not like you were taking a survey before you hung pictures, were you? You just did it because you felt like it.

Sincerely,

The person who doesn't leave her garbage can in the middle of the street, I.E., Not You