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Yesterday didn't work out quite the way I expected. Due to personal trauma, K and I indulged in ice cream and retail therapy. Yeay Cold Stone!
Today we are headed up the hill to F's house to sew, sew, sew! The AC at her house is very appealing.
So I'm off....Over the river and through the woods to grandmother's house we go...Oh wait, wrong destination...To F's house we go.

OK I know I'm tired but...

I'm sick and tired of not being able to park in front of my house because of all the lousy neighbors having a billion guests every night. I'm tired of seeing crap strewn all over my front yard and in my flower beds. I'm angry that I can't open my back door to ventilate the apartment for fear of being overwhelmed by pot smoke. I'm tired of having my picket fencing pulled up and mixed up by the bratty children. I'm furious that I can't use the hose to water my plants because the *@&#^$# children have stripped the faucet with their pliers and someone has kept the faucet handle. I really really hate this #$&*&#$&^%#@*!@ neighborhood!