I got some new neighbors today, they’re really cool, but not really. See, the store behind me put out a new dumpster a few days ago so I claimed it as my own. Well, first the dead dog claimed it but he’s dead, so what does he know? Plus, nobody wants to rent a dumpster from a dead dog. At least I wouldn’t – not after last time.

After hiring Cracky to renovate the new dumpster, I found some gypsies to move in. They like it because it has wheels and moves and everything. Plus they’re paying me a dollar a week (in fake beads and fortune telling) plus all the boxes I ever wanted. Man, there are so many boxes I could probably build my Nacho Cheese and Salsa Factory ™. But it wouldn’t be very good without more tape and chewing gum. I need to get collecting stuff again and work on my stockpile. There’s never enough tape and chewing gum. Oh, and pigeons.

The only problem with my new neighbors is the noise. That, and the smell. Oh, and they put curses on everything even though they're non-cursive. It’s like they scream just to make noise, then crank up the trumpet polka enough to make both dumpsters shake. All the while putting curses on plastic toys and boxes and stuff. Even the dead dog can hear it, it’s that bad! I don’t know if he can smell them but he sure acts like it.  Or maybe he's just smelling himself, I sure am!

Maybe next time I’ll get Cracky to put in soundproofing or at least get a deposit or something. I don’t know where I would deposit the deposit though, nobody explained that to me yet and I can’t do enough thinking to learn it on my own. Thinking only learns you so much.

What a good day!