Come home and go to bed already

Last night I decided to go to bed early, at 10pm. I was kind of tired and my internet connection was slow so downloading porn was out of the question. Is she kidding, or isn't she? As I started drifting off to sleep I remembered that around 11 or 11:15 each night one of my neighbours comes home and, with heavy footfalls, trudges up the stairs to the floor above me. I tried to put this out of my mind, but it lingered. I looked at the clock and it was around 10:30. And so it began, my fight with myself to sleep, while not really wanting to sleep because I thought I would just be woken up in short order by my shuffling, elephant-like neighbour.
Which of my neighbours is this? It can't be the little old lady, because the footfalls are too heavy. I don't think it is my neighbour that was supposed to cook me dinner, because he mentioned he went to bed and rose very early. I think the painter that accidentally saw me naked once could be the culprit, and yet why would someone who paints houses be coming home so late? I'm not sure who else is up there, but I wish they would a) go to bed earlier or b) tip toe up the stairs. I think I should put a sign in the lobby. "Please tip toe up the stairs so as not to disturb others' beauty sleep". That would fly.
Today. Today is not going to be pleasant. I have to do hills on my own, since I will miss tomorrow's clinic. 9 hills. 9 insurmountable, painful and tiring hills. Bleh. But it's all worth it so that I can spend time with JupiterGirl tomorrow on her whirlwind trip to the big city.