Man! I can't seem to escape rush hour. I try to stay at home between 4:00 and 6:00 because traffic is crazy during those times, and now there is craziness right outside my bedroom door!
My roommate and his girlfriend are doing some massive project in which they drag huge boxes and bags of trash through the halls and then open and slam the door again and again. It's shounds like elephants are coming through or something.
Oh well, I guess it is just my signal to go to Publix sooner in the day.
UPDATE @ 10:55 --
Instead of commenting on how spectacular their project was I probably should have offered to help out. I guess there is always next time.