My Dog is Chelsea

June 6, 2005
Douchebag Neighbor
The apartment below mine
Our address
Santa Fe, NM
Dear Douchebag Neighbor,
It’s time we work through our differences. Yes, I had an unruly house guest last week who knocked a two-by-four into your patio. Yes, I had another house guest who blabbed loudly into her cellphone outside of your window for an [...]

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I need to learn how to keep my mouth shut, and not just when it comes to keeping secrets. I have this really bad habit of saying ‘yes’ before I’ve realized that I should have said, ‘no,’ or offering to do favors that I have absolutely no desire to do whatsoever.
For instance: [...]

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My favorite Sunday activity is, of course, doing the New York Times Magazine crossword puzzle. It is Will Shortz’ brilliance, in fact, that makes Sunday almost surpass Saturday as the Best Day of the Week. However, since Sunday is tainted by the onset of Monday, it drops down in the running and pulls [...]

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Sorry about all the confusion. I changed the color scheme, and then realized how putridly horrific it was, and changed it back without deleting that last post. Anyway, I posted this story a few days ago (Tim, no, you were not hallucinating), and then decided I didn’t like it (much like [...]

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Yesterday afternoon, I found out that a local coffee shop here decided I was worthy enough to take on as a part-time employee. So I woke up this lovely morning at six o’clock, just in time to walk Chelsea, drink some coffee, and take a shower before heading down to the store [...]

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