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 Like everyone else in the world, we have neighbors.  On one side of our house lives at least three generations of a family, some assorted tenants and once upon a time the now-deceased avatar of anger that was their small white mutt who would stand on their back porch and try to kill us with his mind/barking whenever we had the temerity to drive into our driveway and get out of our car.  This is also the family who witnessed Dima and I having sex  (the blinds were falling apart in that room and they could see from their kitchen into our bedroom) and the next day when I was walking, the mom-person got out of her car (where the grandmother-person was in the passenger seat) at an intersection and proceeded to scream at me, poke me in the forehead with her index finger and threaten to kill me if it happened again then get in her car and drive away.  I came home, super shaken, after dithering for a bit, eventually called the police, who talked to the family who denied the altercation had gone down like that.  I spent the next handful of months afraid to go outside, eventually calmed down but still am pretty pissed at the older and the middle generation of people who live there.

 

On the other side of the house, it's not clear who lives there, I  think some combination of high turnover and a house that's rented by the room or something like that.   But ever since we've lived here, there are occasionally very loud backporch/driveway parties thant usually involve drunken not-english karaoke. The not-english is only notable in the sense that my brain keeps trying to pick out patterns and words in a language that I don't understand and I think it makes me slightly more murderous. to have my brain extra engaged while trying to sleep through other people's noise.

 

But, it meant I was up until approximately 2am, and then woken by my body's natural ryhthyms and the cats at 6:30.  I was up for about an hour, fell back asleep on the couch in a deeply awkward position. woke up again still cradling a now-cold cup of tea, tried to go back to sleep, failed for about an hour and then succeeded 

 

So I had a lot of groggy dreams, and canceled on packing with Delight at least for the am, possibyl for the day.   Abundance was going to go dancing with polyglot and boisterous, but that's gotten canceled for Reasons and one of the things I dislike intensely is this poly game of telephone where Light kind of knows what's going on with Boisterous and Abundance kind of knows what's going on with Boisterous and the stories don't really overlap at all and Every Single Alarm Bell goes off and I look for lies where there's probably just inattention.

 

So my Sunday was weird and out of focus, and today had a lovely rainstorm, but midafternoon a teeny stormfront rolled through and my head eagerly reminded me it's not only light that gives me migraines, but occasionally barometric changes.

 

I came home into Light's every-other-monday game. They normally start at 6:30, which means there's time in between me getting home and them arriving but since Light worked from home today, that got changed. I could be a productive member of the household and clean, or make food or anything like that.   So, an endless stream of youtube videos it is.