this neighborhood has lost it’s shit, arcata. from the woman who yell-sings strange Jamaican and pop songs what seems like every day now, the garbage company who comes three times a week only to the trashcans for our neighbors right by our bedroom screen door around 8, the gardeners who weed whack and mow the lawn before 9 am, and the new neighbors who somehow managed to shake my walls until 2 am last night though we only share the garage wall??? Said gardeners who move all of our new plants, without a note or anything stating why, then bury our kale? i get harvest season is around the corner, but humboldt please fucking get your shit together.
you leave me indecisive and a very sleepy, annoyed, grump.