Kim surprised me with a couple of messages after all. One was to let me know they wanted nothing to do with me and to threaten to report me to the NaNo staff. Another was to demand I unfriend them or else they would report me because they “have a life and have no time for my childish games.”

Childish games or not, I unfriended them, but I’m not the least bit worried about them reporting me. In fact, I don’t even care if they read my tweets anymore that I’ve stopped protecting them.

Yesterday was horribly noisy. Loud landscaping sounds could be heard on and off for over eight hours, along with loud traffic. Someone came to do Geri’s place right as I was getting into the shower. 20 minutes later they’re still fucking buzzing away. So I relaxed by the sound machine for 10 minutes, went back into the living room, and they’re still buzzing in blowing away. How can it take a half-hour to an hour to do such a tiny little lot, especially when you seem to have sufficient equipment to do it with?

Also, how much hammering might I hear from the Twenties today? Plenty, I’m sure, because Jon said the park was going to repair the damage to their patio that the trees did. I didn’t know they did any damage but that’s just one more fucking thing I’ll have to listen to.

In a little while, I’ll go into the bedroom. I can still hear loud traffic in there but not as much door slamming and landscaping. In the living room, there are so many large windows that let sound in a lot easier. I just don’t get how no one else around here has woodpeckers beating on their roof or why they don’t mind such loud equipment so often. Are they all deaf as far as the trafficking landscaping goes? And as for the woodpecker, maybe there really is a noise curse on me. The same one that’s been on me almost all of my adult life.

Last night I dreamed something about my old dentist in Arizona checking my teeth.

Then I dreamed that I was in some building with Tom and left my purse on a shelf in a medium-size room. Then we left the room, walked down the hall, into a larger central area, and then into a movie theater. As I was looking for a place to sit and had just settled down in my seat, I remembered my purse. I ran back to the room but woke up before I could discover whether or not my purse was still there.