Wednesday evening, before I went to gym for my class, I had the windows open (because it was a beautiful day), and I was singing along to some of my favorite new songs (using the TV and the big speakers, because I can). My next-door neighbor came up to me in class later and asked me if John’s band was practicing earlier. I turned crimson, I’m sure, and said “No…that was just me being loud.” How loud was I? She said she was outside, so at least she couldn’t hear me from inside her house, but still. That’s me, disturbing the neighbors.