What is it with celery?

[onfruitstreet]

I decided celery is a must-try for gardening this year. For two reasons: In the grocery store, (1) the non-organic sort is supposedly one of the most heavily pesticide-ridden produce products and (2) the organic sort is crazy expensive. But do you think I can find celery seed? It seems there is no such thing. (Other than in the spice aisle,

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[onfruitstreet]

I run so far and wide from confrontation of any sort. If I actually work up the nerve to confront someone over something, it's gotta be bad. And, yes, this upstairs neighbor woman is BAD when it comes to producing noise. Seriously, it's not tolerable, even if you don't have a hypersensitive sense of sound. It really is ridiculous. But that social worker had me practically kissing her feet and begging for forgiveness. So the noise continues.

There once was a guy who resided down the hallway a bit. He had a screaming problem. Sadly, he was screaming mostly to his dead father. (You might remember of my writing of him. He adored Cody. It was so cute.) But, for some reason, I knew it was not the least bit intentional (not that I know that the upstairs neighbor woman's noise-making is). But this ass of a woman across the hallway was inconvenienced by his screams. (Not that everyone wasn't.) I was just so very sorry that he got kicked out of the apartment. He was the sweetest guy ever. I see him walking the streets every now and then. He's homeless now. Hair all overgrown, his attire in shambles, he no longer seems to recognize me. (Even though he once was always so happy to see me and would routinely ask how Cody was doing.) So I don't want to threaten this upstairs neighbor's living situation, but SHEEEEEESH, can she just tone it down a bit and can her social worker actually ADMIT that SHE might be the problem and not me? Oooof. I'm getting all riled again. I just don't understand how or why her social worker would go to the lengths she does to make it sound like I am the crazy one.