I'm quite sure my downstairs neighbor hates me.

What with all of the fucking music I've been listening to all week. I'm now up to 3400 songs or thereabouts. I can't help it though...music is my friend, has always been there for me when the times were good and when the times were bad. I won't say it's a non-judgemental friend, because music can be downright catty ("Will your lawyer talk to God?"). But still, it's there, and will always be there, no matter the time, place, circumstances.