and the sudden horrible realisation that my life is going to get considerably louder in the next few months (see second paragraph).
UPDATE: What I'd quite like to know, though, is how the goddamnhell they managed to get a resource consent which allowed them to start work at 6.30 in the morning.
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Because it's the council and the council agrees to the RM.
I'm sick of the bottle collecting fucker with the squeaky wee truck on Courtenay Place. I guess the council is telling me that I should be up before 6am.
That looks like the beginnings of a huge cannon capable of firing nuclear carrying warheads towards Australia. And I thought Aro Street was full of hippies...
or not....
Gee, so young yet so angry... :)
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