Fuckin' Amy Schumer ruined "Matter of Trust" for me. I had a bunch of Billy Joel CDs at one point. About six or so. I ripped them all in the highest quality I could and then gave them to my dad, because I got rid of most of my CDs. Apparently, I didn't back them up on my external drive properly and now I just have my older rips at their glorious 128 bit rate. Ugh.

I'm kinda wondering if Noel likes it just to spite Liam and fans of the song. You know, maybe they're all "omigosh we hate this" and he's all "It's bloody brilliant, you sods. It's fuckin' art."
Holy Shit. Do you live like two doors down from an airport or something? I only use a fan, and while I'm "winding down" I usually do one of three things. Read a book, read a comic, or listen to podcasts, but that stops when I start nodding. So I only have the fan, but I do that year round. Light is more of an issue for me. My bedroom is in a windowless room underground. So it can be pitch black at noon if I want it to be.
I'll try not to ramble too much because I probably could write about this all day. Loud noise now, for the lack of a better word, triggers me. Boom cars. Loud voices. Bass. Rumbling truck engines. Machinery. I've been bombarded by so much sound from my fuckin' neighbors in these last two years I think I have a form of ptsd from it. The funny thing... we actually DO live near an airport. The planes have never bothered me.