Who cares! Now all I hear is the banging of the workers renovating the KA house next door. I can't wait to see it when it's finished, but I sure hate the work that's involved. Hey macallan, didn't it take you guys just a couple of months to finish yalls apartments?

Another thing that annoys me: Next to our house is this shanty looking crack house (you can go from beautiful homes, to crap in West Campus) and there is an ex-con crack head living there. For work now, he installs small motors onto bicycles and they are loud and high pitched. That's not even the clincher, When I pass by his place on the way to the bus stop, I can see one of our coolers sitting next to his door! The jackass stole one of our coolers! I think our house is to far west, in west campus.

"He was awoken by a knock on the door," perhaps.

I should have completely quoted the first part of the entry before: Awake has past awoke, rarely awaked, and p.p. awaked sometimes awoken and rarely awoke; wake has past woke, rarely (and that usually in transitive sense) waked, and p.p. waked, rarely woke or woken; awaken and waken have -ed.

So I should have noted that "I was woken by it" is also rare, but acceptable. I should have also noted that Fowler's tends to reflect British rather than American usage.

I grew up near a railroad track and I love the sound of a train at night.

On the other hand, work trucks would have me going insane.

When something woken you up from a dead sleep in the middle of great dream!

Hell, that time of the morning cob webs in the head!:D

Local lingo is apparent at times is it not?:)

No.

hippie hollow is still there, but it's on a lake, not a river.

Oh, man...I understand. My old apartment was on a busy street so whenever they made repairs on it, they did it--you guessed it--at night. Since my bedroom happened to be on the front of the building just a couple yards from the street, and it had almost an entire wall of (uninsulated, turn-of-the-century style) windows, I was treated to a symphony of truck engine noises, banging, and jackhammering alllllll night long. They only worked on the street about three times while I lived there, but once they were apparently doing something pretty complicated because it took them several weeks to finish the job. I'm glad I don't live there anymore!

This reminds me of my friend's alma mater in Oregon. There is a dorm across the train tracks from the rest of the campus. In the last couple years they've designated it the freshman dorm. It's bad enough that they've isolated freshmen from the rest of the campus, but to have train tracks separating them is downright stupid. There is a skybridge across, but many students just cross the tracks. It's very unsafe!

*lake

Try going to Barton Springs. There's this old man wearing a tiny little speedo always doing yoga in the same exact spot. Also there's bound to be a few topless ladies (not the good kind) with hairy pits and at least one person playing the tambourine.

Ugh, I don't ever WANT to see any more naked hippies, ever. They looked like the people you just described.

I got my SCUBA certifications diving at Windy Point and Hippie Hollow. As odd as the view is above water in the latter location- you would be amazed what can be found on the lake bottom.

This great city still has a bit of a hippie infestation- but thankfully the value of that movement is reflected in the lack of future generations' adoption of its principles.

LMAO. on my campus, there were these 2 women who sold hippie jewelry and scarves and other random junk on a street corner. they set up a table in front of their myster machine/pedophiler looking van and wore these copper looking rings.

maybe their metro/city hippies?

My first two years of college were at a federal service academy that sent graduates to all branches of the military, so I got to hear just about every cadence in use in every service those two years (and was rather like being in a fraternity that hazes HARD and has a nine-month pledge period) and I last heard that cadence as

"wanna live a life of sex, guns and danger
wanna make my living as an Airborne Ranger"

Though, we may have miss-chanted that one based off of the "When I get to Heaven" cadence...

My dorm last year used to be next to the Amtrak station, so every time a train came in the conductor would lay on the horn for a good 10 minutes. Also, the shape of the building is kind of concave, so the sound would echo off the building right into your window, regardless of what direction you faced. Sometimes it would be so loud the room would shake and stuff would fall over - pretty amazing for a massive 30+ story building..

Trains run a mere 30 feet from my dorm window. It doesn't bother me anymore.

However, my first college was a stone's throw from the Columbus Airport...first night of college, I got landing lights right in my windows (and eyes). Try sleeping through that!

Did you go to Ohio Dominican? Just curious...