Just shut the hell up

I share an office with a secretary. I'm not a secretary, but there is a current renovation of my section of the building, and I have to share an office or work out of my car, which is really not an option. This person is a freak. Plain and simple. A freak. An unmarried, sexually uptight virgin of 61 years of age who lives alone. During the course of the day, I listen to the slurp of coffee, the cleaning of teeth, the slurp of some blueberry concotion, and a weird humming noise that she makes when excited, agitated, happy, sad or shocked. Which is pretty much all damn day. I'm going crazy and my office will not be ready for 5 more months. I need earplugs.