I've been in this apartment for almost a year and for the most part I've gotten used to our colorful neighbors. Or, at least I thought I had. We must have new neighbors upstairs. That or our current upstairs neighbors have taken up a nocturnal lifestyle that involves poorly juggling bowling balls at 3 am.
I'm not sure which is worse, being woken up at o'dark thirty by a scream, or the sound of something heavy being dropped on the floor above at a constant rate.