i hate my neighbor

That's not entirely true. He's a good guy in general. But every once in a while he looses cool points by playing music in the middle of the night. Normally i could deal with this, but it's not like a cd is being played. It's actually him and his buddies playing instruments and singing along like drunk idiots. And to make it worse, they play crappy songs like i want it that way. Over. And over. And over again. What woke me up tonight was (oh great nirvana) actually his friends talking. It was as if they were in the room with me. So loud. Unbelievable. I'm going to be a mess in the morning.