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Sunday, Sept. 21, 2008 - 12:45 p.m.

Why I hate my quiet neighbors:

On Saturday they mow their lawn AGAIN, then have a nice dinner party with friends out on their deck that the husband built himself last summer. Then the very next morning, they are out there for an hour, cleaning it up and sweeping it tidy.

I feel like slightly more of a grown up since quitting grad school and becoming an increasingly fund-generating artist, but these people make me feel like a surly 12 year old who refuses to clean her room. I bet the inside of their house is tidy, too.

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