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October 5
I can’t believe Ms. Gardner has passed away. She was the best next door neighbor. She was always so sweet and made the best lemon cakes. I’m so sad she’s gone. I’m going to miss her.
October 16
Long day at work, grateful for cheap wine and trashy reality TV. Looks like Ms. Gardner’s apartment is finally being rented out. I miss her. Hopefully whoever moves in isn’t entirely awful.
October 17
New neighbor is a complete asshole. Started blasting some kind of heavy metal music at 3am. I banged on our shared wall hoping that he would get the hint, but he told me to fuck off. Tried using a white noise app on my phone and it helped a little. Must buy earplugs tomorrow. Jerk.
October 20
Came back from the grocery store and when I got off the elevator and entered the hallway someone took the bags from my hands. I started to reach for my pepper spray and then noticed the thief wasn’t running away. Big burly giant guy carried the groceries to my door. One side of his face was scarred pretty badly, probably from doing drugs or burning down houses or something. I told him thanks but that he needed to keep his music down late at night. He growled and walked away. Jerk.
October 22
Giant idiot took up half the hallway moving his ridiculously large black leather couch into his place. Caught a glimpse of his apartment while the door was open. Bare bones as expected, except for a huge TV on the wall and a collection of wine bottles. Weird, I had him pegged as a whiskey or beer idiot. Jerk.
October 23
Fire alarm went off tonight while I was cooking dinner. Idiot caveman next door broke down the door to my apartment, picked me up like I was his stupid cavewoman bride, and carried me out into the hallway. I told him it was nothing. He went back inside looking for a cat. I told him I didn’t have one. He said, “Huh, you seem like a cat person.” What the hell is that supposed to mean? I hate that I have to see his big stupid face every day. Jerk.
October 28
Came home exhausted and the idiot knocked on my door seconds later. My package was delivered to him by mistake. He brought it over. His muscles are ridiculous. I noticed that his thighs are huge, like they’re barely contained by his jeans. Stupid idiot caveman neighbor jerk.
October 30
Once again, I came home from a horrendous day at work and the long haired muscle guy from Nextdoor knocked. This time he had a bottle of wine. I told him it wasn’t mine. He said, “I know, this is one from my collection. I think you’ll like it.” What a weirdo. Clearly I’m living next to a complete psychopath. What is wrong with him? I took a sip of the wine and it was actually really nice.
November 1
Haven’t seen the idiot next door in a few days. It’s strange, I almost miss seeing what stupidity he’s involved in each day. Maybe he decided this building isn’t for him and he’s going to move out. He’s probably fine. I’m not worried or anything.
November 3
Ugh, knocked on his door for a welfare check and it was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done. Turns out he was in the middle of eating dinner. He invited me inside and I walked in like a total weirdo. What is wrong with me? Why do I always do the wrong thing? He shared his spaghetti with me and poured me a glass of wine. The inside of his place is really nice actually. His bedroom door was open and I could see a big faux fur blanket on his bed. It looked really fluffy. I don’t know why I was looking at his bed. That’s super weird. His fingers brushed mine when he took my wineglass to refill it. It made me nervous or something, so I drank it quickly and then told him I had to leave because I was expecting a fax. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
November 5
Yay, the weekend! Had to do some laundry. I was down in the laundromat for a good 20 minutes before Sandor showed up. He told me his name last night. He started a load and then sat in the chair next to me. I didn’t get any more reading done. When my clothes were finished, he insisted on carrying them upstairs for me. I let him. When we were at my apartment door, he asked if he could take me to dinner tomorrow night. I couldn’t think of an excuse so I said okay. What was I thinking? No doubt the restaurant will have trampled peanut shells on the floor.
November 6
Dinner was...really nice. He took me to a restaurant that overlooked the ocean and he brought a blanket with him in case I was cold sitting outside. The food was excellent, not too fancy. He picked the perfect wine, of course. He told me all about his family, and how he got the scars on his face. It’s strange, but I don’t really notice them anymore.
November 8
He kissed me. We were eating takeout Mexican on my couch. I reached for my glass of sangria and he took my hand and kissed me. He was so gentle. We ended up making out for half an hour. He got a boner. It was awesome.
November 11
I don’t know who taught that man how to do what he does, but he should seriously write a book. I beat him at chess and he gave me three leg-shaking orgasms with just his hands. He knew exactly what to do and where to do it. I’m exhausted.
November 13
We had sex tonight. It was so different. Good different. He was really into eye contact, which I thought would be creepy, but it wasn’t. He’s a growler. He finished before I could, but he made sure I was taken care of. We spooned after and I swear it felt like the rest of the world just fell away.
December 8
Haven’t written much, been living life. The weirdo from next door is my boyfriend now. Yesterday he told me, “I think I might love you or something.” We’re probably going to get married. This diary has been great, but so much has changed, I’m going to start a new one. Going to keep this one in the closet, though. Might pull it out and read it from time to time in case he ever makes me angry and I want to remember how we got together in the first place.
I love him.