creepy silentbob can you guys please say something. i'm getting really creeped out being almost the only name on the board. 010918 ... tender_square my neighbour from across the border has been texting with frequency each morning, sending a wave when he'd typically see me strolling past his house as i returned from my long daily walk. i had mentioned that i didn't feel like going out today and he was quick to reply, "from what i can see, you can afford a day or two off from walking." my spouse is the one who told him we weren't staying together earlier in the week, and the neighbour has not messaged or checked up on him once since. now the buffer that kept me a kept woman has been removed; i'm uncomfortable getting attention from this man who has a daughter around my age. "you're too nice," my soon-to-be-ex says. "you don't have to respond." 221216 ... tender_square the same day of the unsolicited comment concerning my figure, my neighbour also sent a photo of himself posing on a harley back when he was in his twenties. why are some men so gross sometimes? 221221 ... tender_square girlfriends at the party affirmed my unconformability with this neighbour now. for the past couple of days, i've walked to the end of my block and down an adjacent street in order to avoid passing his house, and having him see me from his front window. this morning, as i turned the corner onto my street, i noticed that his roadside car had it's trunk popped and that he was walking to and from the house. i didn't know what to do. he hadn't seen me, and so i ran a few steps hoping to get to the house before he came back and spotted me. instead, he returned before i could reach the property line, and i cut across the lawn, hoping the cars in the driveway obscured me as i hustled to the door, head down. 221222 ... tender_square "he wasn't just a neighbour, he was someone you invited into your home," laura said. "he was someone that you trusted." she thought that was why it felt as disappointing as it did for me. the problem of a situation like this is that if the neighbour asked me what happened and i was honest with him, he would shrug it off and say "that's not what i meant at all"--it's designed to seem so innocent and make me question whether i either invited the attention, or whether i'm misreading clear flirtatious signals. then there's the guilt of feeling like i'm the asshole for dropping the text thread between us, for avoiding my neighbour outside, for not giving him the holiday cookie box that i had planned to. niceness can be its own form of sickness, too. 221223 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Not any of the Halloween decorations I walked past last night, just the leaf whirling in midair as if possessed. Yes, possessed temporarily by invisible spider silk, hanging by a thread to its mother tree. 231028 what's it to you? who go blather from