OMG! I rang their doorbell at 12:15am cuz I couldn't take it any more! The party started at 5pm. There were about 8 skinny bimbo girls dancing around on the wood floors all so drunk they couldn't stand or speak straight. I asked how much longer they planned to carry on their noise and the party girl almost began to cry when I told her I was really irritated, that I'd put up with enough. I'd been laying in my bed with the iPod cranked and could hear the ones in the backyard we share...and I could feel the pounding and banging around. I think they finally left about 1am, about 10 of them actually got in cars and drove off. The back yard is trashed and littered with bottles, cigarette butts, champagne corks. I am really annoyed.
I was also at one point last night counting the number of times I heard the "F" word used next door and gave up in the mid 200's.
I am thankful it's been quiet today.