I HATE MY NEIGHBORS!!!

I hate them I hate them I hate them!!! And I need to vent!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

These f%ing @holes! They have been nothing but a pain in my butt since day one. I am a shy person and from the moment I met them they were in my face saying hi and bugging me. Not that this is the thing that gets me. But some time in October they ask my boyfriend if they can take us to dinner. He said yes...I said NO!!!!! No!!!!! Nothing good ever comes out of being friends with neighbors. Now when I say neighbors let me clarify. They live right below me. Imagine a house with an upstairs and a downstairs. They live in the downstairs. So they took us out to dinner. (Against my will) It seemed ok but the very next week the backyard (which was supposed to be mine) was completely redone so that I could nto garden there. I was NOT happy. So I asked my boyfriend to go and speak with the guy downstairs and ask him what area could be mine. The guy said that neither side could be mine since his wife had "put a lot of herself into the backyard". He walked away saying that they would talk about this latter. In the mean time the @sshole moved a bunch on $hit in the way of my car. Of course I backed over it, being that it was under my tire. So then Eric goes down again to speak with the jerks and asks them not to touch our things and not to block our entrance in and out of the driveway. We are still on October and for 5 days my entrance into the garage is blocked by them. So we ask them to please keep the garage free. They said that if they were ever blocking the garage then to have their car towed. Well they are legal residence of the building of a shared garage so I can't have their freaking car towed. So I start parking on the street. Then I start getting notes that my car is blocking their storage unit in the garage. Mind you I am parking on the street. So we move things around and try and free it up more. Now Eric has ONE plant that he has in a planter. He puts it in the backyard. The woman comes to Eric and says to Eric to "get his plant out of her yard". So Eric, like a fool moves the freakin plant. Now we have nothing in the backyard, nothing in the garage. We are just trying to lvie in this fucking building with out making problems. So a couple of days pass and I ask Eric if I can garden in the backyard. He says to me "let me go down and talk to them about an area in which you can garden." So he goes down there and speaks with them woman and she says he can't have any area. So Im frustrated. Im pissed in a manner of words. So I say well that is just not acceptable and call the landlord. I explain the situation and he is appalled and calls the woman a bitch (in other words). So he tells me I can use the left side of the yard. She finds out about it and starts slamming doors one day and banging on the walls. Im super annoyed and pissed off. The same evening their father parks in the driveway. Eric and I had had enough. He goes down there and asks if the car belongs to them and to please move it. The guy goes away for five minutes and comes back banging on our door so loud that I think he is going to break the glass on the door. Eric goes and answers the door and the guy gets in Erics face and yells at him "If you keep harrassing us Im going to call the cops on you." So now Im freaking out because Im not sure what Ive done to get the cops called on me. Im in a panic. So Eric calls the landlord and says "we need to talk". And he tells the landlord what happened so the LL comes down to mediate the problem. In the mediation the guy accussed Eric of making Vodoo dolls and of following him around the house and throwing things on the floor. Then he accuses Eric of peeping on his wife. Now IM SO insulted because Im sext too! Now come on. Just because I don't have boobs does not mean Im not sexy. So the outcome of this mediation is that Eric and I are no longer allowed to speak to them anymore. A couple of weeks pass with minor problems. I think ok this is not bad we can work this out. NO!!!! Tonight they turned their radio up so loud that my walls were vibrating. Now in our mediation they said should they make a lot of noise they would give notice of 48 hours. Not that Im holding to the notice but, I should go back a bit. Earlier this evening my BF was on the back stairwell and he dropped his glass and cigerette. He went down and cleaned it all up by when it fell it was noisy. Then when he went down their he slipped on the wet stairs and fell. Now Im embarrassed that he made this much noise but Im also not stupid. I know that this was pay back for his stupid clumsiness. Not to mention and I admit this is petty but for some reason we get a free newspaper delivered to this house. Just one newspaper. When we moved here I assumed it was theres and left it on the door step. When Eric went down there in Oct. to speak with them about the garden they called me dirty and said they were tired of cleaning up after me. Meaning the newspaper and junk mail that came to the door. So I started picking up the paper and all the junk mail and take out menus that got stuck to the door. Now this week I had enough. I figured they could pick up the newspaper just once. It has been sitting out there for over a week now. Now tell me why can't they pick the paper up just once. I feel like their freaking slave. Im pissed!!!! Is there any way to salvage the realationship? I hate these people and I don't want to keep hating them but IM MAD. Im SO mad. I want them to be quiet and I want them to pick up the freaking paper. Immature I know :-/