Allyson, I don't know if you're getting into this in your new work, but this community of neighbors feels kind of like a family to me -- the connection isn't really chosen, but it's really hard to get away from!

Yeah, I would almost definitely do what Robin is suggesting, Allyson. Suicide threats are not to be taken lightly, nor dealt with by friends and acquaintances. Professional help is required.

lori, that video is awesome, and yes, I feel the little ball of rage settling nicely into my belly. I bookmarked it for future use. I love the bit where the music ends and he's all, hey, hey! with the vocalizing. And then he starts it up again and looks completely startled, then delighted, by this unexpected turn of events.

I was thinking about you and your neighbors and your project, Allyson, this morning during television yoga (am I supposed to be focusing during that? 'Cause I totally don't.). And I was wondering if the line is specific to neighborliness. Do you think it's possible for one of your neighbors to develop a relationship with you that would be within your bounds? Like, a superfabulous Polgara style person moved in near you; would you specifically choose not to develop a closer relationship with them because they were a neighbor and fell in a different set? Or does it just depend on the individual?

'Cause I think I might draw boundaries just because of the proximity factor. I need my personal space, friendly and nice and interesting neighbor people.

(Of course, by "family" above I mean the family you're born (or adopted) into, not the family you choose.)

Man, you give your notice and they pile a shitload of work on you for those last two weeks.

Noah = too cute for words. The dictionary fails me.

Can you be trusted to not set buckets of water on fire?

That was merely a sign of how awesome I am. Awesome and completely trustworthy.

Allyson, I agree with what Robin is suggesting. Threats of suicide are when the professionals need to be called.

Hey, the SO just bought me a present...a telescope!

He went to pick up the Craigslist studio mixing desk he'd bought (some guy is liquidating his whole rig) and picked it up for ten bucks. Tonight I'll look at the moon!

I'm sorry about the stress and blurry boundaries, Allyson. And I hope your neighbour turns out to get better asap.

Man, they need to discharge me soon. They want to give more liquids because of a high heartrate. That's just how I roll. Ride's waiting for me.

yay telescope!

And yeah, Noah, he is of the cute. His happy little gym has a happy little star that lights up at various points as it plays music. I think he likes it.