Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Avert your gaze unless you're my neighbor who is related to me

Dear Neighbor-Who-Is-Related-to-Me,

We just had dinner with you two weeks ago and we were invaded by Mom ALL of last week. Forgive me if I am not absolutely THRILLED by the idea that you want to have a debriefing session dinner with us where you can ask what is none of your business ("how's your mom? did she ask about me? does she like her car? I had a dream about her! [GOOD FOR YOU] what did you do with her? how's your mom? [repeat]").

And how about you try remembering how often you actually do see us instead of bitching and complaining about how you never see us at all? YOU SEE US PLENTY. MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE ON THE FUCKING* PLANET. NOW LEAVE ME ALONE FOR TWO FUCKING* SECONDS. IT'S SUMMER AND I'M FUCKING* BUSY.


~ Poppy

*Those were for Avi since he seems to think I say "fuck" a lot.


Avitable said...

That's why I don't have neighbors who are related to me!

Poppy Cede said...


That's why I listen to your advice. Where were you five years ago?

And I have no idea what 5t5 is, but that's what my finger typed when I was getting Ripley hairs off the keyboard.