frannyan

Dear landlord:

Kindly do not tell me we owe you money when we, in fact. Do not.

- Signed.
Your soon to be former tenant

Ooooh I will be glad to be done with this passive aggressive bullshit. I should NOT have to quote the lease to remind this asshole we paid first and last utilities when we moved in. Utilities that have gone down since they were finally shared like he said they would be from the start. Thus, as he's telling us we owe him, he actually owes us.

And he wants us to: "Please straighten up and clean (especially the kitchen)."

Haha no. We are packing. There are boxes everywhere. Deal with it. And don't give me a sob story about your poor health and say "I know you haven't been feeling well, and that's probably not helping your disposition." when I quote the lease at you, Jim. You are a landlord. If your health is interfering with your ability to READ ENGLISH THAT YOU WROTE, maybe you need to get a new job that doesn't require you to be a functional human being. Don't say I'm being cranky for stating facts.

We stopped being "friends" when you came into our apartment when we weren't home, looked through our things and took something. Ya know. A clear violation of the law. And then got upset when we told you to TELL US NEXT TIME. Legally? We can sue your ass for pain and suffering. You aught to be thanking US for just telling you to give us notice next time, not bitching us out. Just like you should be being nice to us since we haven't told the satellite company about the scam you have going with their installer. Considering you asked us to LIE for you with your insurance fraud, you're damned lucky more ways than I can count. You are a shady lying bastard and I hope you get shitty tenants every time you rent because it's all you deserve. A landlord does not threaten or whine or break the law. He takes care of the damned property, fixes shit when it breaks and doesn't bitch about how much money it costs him and how he doesn't have money to fix anything.

And you better believe we're going to be here when he shows the apartment tomorrow. Last time he came in when we weren't here, a bottle of wine went missing and our stuff was moved. Like hell we're gonna give him the opportunity to do it again.

I'm just a bundle of ARG and repressed flailing and stress so bad right now. I want that house. I want it bad. I want to get out of this fucking apartment and into a place that doesn't have horrible drafts and an abusive manipulative landlord. The house for rent we went to see is NICE and the lady showing us was all "and if that breaks, we'll fix it, my husband is handyman, he fixes everything." It has a semi finished basement [aka, THERE IS A FLOOR IT IS NOT JUST DIRT] and attic [Ditto, there is a floor, it could be a spare bedroom as long as it's not winter] Landlord takes care of some of the grounds work [the flower beds/landscaping stuff.] there is a HUGE garden plot, a front and back enclosed porch EVERYTHING LOOKS SO NICE AND NOT HALF ASSED T_T. There is even a two car garage WITH STORAGE BEHIND.

And you know how you can walk into a place and tell if it's well isolated/sealed? Yeah. There's even new windows that are the double pained glass.

But yeah. Nice sized house. Not to big but we don't NEED big. And the landlord takes care of the water bill, and they only used around 350 gallons of oil last winter. Which, considering this house has gone through 300 gallons in the past TWO MONTHS in the SPRING end of winter?

Yeah. We will be saving so much utilities money on this place.

Do want. Do want so bad I am ANTSY AS ALL FUCK.

I really just... I need the change. I need the nice the lack of freaking ANTS and assholes and noisy parties next door and people walking off with my bike and moving my solar stakes and just ARG.

So. It's not cancer. It's a massive infection due to a stopped up gall bladder. Ya know. Something that's treatable.

NEVER GET SICK IN TENNESSEE. NEVER.

Fucking hell, man. They were telling everyone he was going to be dead within a year. My whole family is a freaking wreak over this. And they were WRONG.

AND THANK GOD THEY DIDN'T START THE CHEMO YET.

So on Saturday, we had 48 deg weather for over 24 hours. Things melted, we could see pavement that hadn't been visible in months, the sidewalk ridge was low enough that I could see around it...

Then at about noon Sunday, the temp started dropping. And it's been slowly dropping since. The rain turned to freezing rain, then snow.

This morning, I peek out the window to find this.

There's been so much wind that there's a foot of snow against the door despite the porch.

I'm not good at estimating, but we have to have gotten at least 2 feet. And because of all the melting earlier, there's gotta be a thick sheet of ice under all that.

SO SICK OF WINTER. SO SICK OF IT. THIS WEATHER HAS BEEN INSANE! THIS IS THE WORST WINTER IN YEARS! ARG!

... soooo.


It's -23.7 deg out. [We have a "snow" day because of the extreme cold]

It's 66.5 deg in.

It should be 70 deg in.

The heater keeps kicking on and off.

There is a not to nice smell that smells kinda gassy in the stairwell.

Landlord says "Long as you have heat, probably nothing's wrong."

We can't even get into the basement to check cause -23.7 deg out ahahaha no, we are not going out side and around the house through the snow to get to the basement to check.

The upstairs heat is fine. It's radiant floor, not radiators. I'm pretty sure it's electric. We already moved the boys up there.

Much as I love this apartment...

I think we're gonna look for a new place come spring/summer.

Jim is never here, doesn't get things fixed in a timely manner [Still don't have a new vent/microwave in the kitchen.] does patch up jobs of most things [the molding in the kitchen that looks so nice was never attached to the wall and now it's warped because IT'S BEHIND THE SINK WHERE IT GETS DAMP.] and I don't feel comfortable with a lot of the things he does.

This is an expensive apartment. It worked out very nicely when Jim was still working on the 2nd apartment because he was here and could fix things. But he's never around. The basement is still always freezing, there is very little weather proofing (guess who pays the heating bill? Yep, it's us!) and it's starting to hit the Larry pattern where we're taking the fall for a crappy tenant in the other apartment because he's always catering to her, even though she keeps breaking shit and causing problems.

So yeah. Come spring, I think we're gonna start looking again. Love the apartment, love the location, getting so so tired of the shady landlording.

So I'm thinking maybe next year for New Years, maybe I aught to, ya know, do something.

New Years stopped feeling any different once staying up past midnight started being an everyday thing. I mean, even then it was just me and my brother staying up all night watching Marx brothers' movies or something.


I dunno. Just me and my lack of a handle on this whole time thing makes New Years just... well. Another day.

Yeah, IDK. Holidays yet again this year just kinda sailed on by without me having a clue. I need a life.

101.8 fever.

It's kinda weird. Within the year I've gotten a few CDs from bands I used to listen to all the time. Got the latest Depeche Mode album and just....

didn't like it.

Listened to it once and then stuck it on the shelf. It was both at the same time, different than their earlier stuff, yet totally the same as their last album I got. Only I liked the last album (which I only just finally got the non-live version of the album of. ... I like the live one better. The studio cuts just... kinda... suck.) This one just... it didn't have any of the parts I liked and seemed to develop the parts I didn't. It was like the 5Ds of Depeche Mode. [god what a sentance :D] Disappointing, but whatever.

So then I also got the latest Tori Amos album. [or at least I think it's the latest, I haven't kept up with music at ALL] and after having it sit around for a month, mp3ed it and mixed it into the rotation.

And so far everything on it sounds exactly like her previous stuff. And I'm just as meh about it as I was about the DM album.

Also picked up a Metalica album I used to have in middle school and gave it a listen. And wow, this... kinda sucks. I used to really like this album and I'm just sitting here going "... there's nothing to this. What the hell, self."

Starting to wonder if I'm turning into one of those "NOTHING NEW" sorta people. @_@ Only not cause I'm still picking up soundtrack stuff, Jpop and mashups. I've actually gotten real fond of mashups between current pop and 80s stuff. And also leaning more towards dance/techno and some more mainstream pop. [At least I think it's mainstream, I haven't listened to the radio in ages, fuckall if I know what's popular. @_@]

I dunno. I used to pride myself on the fact that I liked different things than everyone else. But really...

I think I just like popular music.

Somehow it feels like admitting that is almost shameful or something. I dunno.

Yet at the same time, I'm very slow to introduce new music into my rotations.

Is this what it feels like to be hitting adulthood proper? Resistant to change, yet kinda cranky with the old stuff?

Sometimes I just look back at stuff I used to do and like and wonder why I stopped. Other times I wonder why I started.

I'm starting with the crafting thing again. The urge for making videos is still kinda there but keeps being sat on by things on the computer exploding ><. The theater bug is kinda... floating. (I blame my crap motivation for that)

I think this is why I'm not gonna do the grad school thing, and why I'm perfectly happy to stay at the job I'm at. I don't want to try going for a career kinda job where you are actually in a field or whatever. I'm in a job with a decent pay per hour, a great boss, and where I get to fiddle around with numbers and organize things. [something that's just been getting stronger the more I get to indulge in it. Though it's getting more refined to "oooh, I wanna see how..." dunno how much more C&C stats I'll e doing just because.. eh. I proved my point there. Research to be done is in another area, really. And doesn't require time stamping. SIDE RAMBLE]

It's like how I always was swapping majors. Floating interest. Like how the environmental thing is just... total back burner. Tired of reading labels, tired of not doing things because their wasteful. I think that's a lot of why I stopped crafting. But fuck it, making things is FUN. Doubt I'll go back to candling cause god that made a mess and then the candles just stat around, but I'm really enjoying playing around with stamps and now that I've realized "Oh hey! I can make cards for people! SWEET." it's really taking off. I think that was part of why it never went anywhere past hording stamps last time I was into this stuff [like, oh god, middle school? Mail order catalog and ordering a stamp with my full name, it HAD to be. (wonder if I still have those somewhere. AAAH NESTED PARENTHESES)]

So. Yeah. I think I lost my point in there somewhere. @_@

Maybe I should try and track down the music suggestions from people and actually... ya know.. follow up on them. ^^;;;;; Stop trying to pick up new stuff from old bands I liked and just acknowledge that I don't listen to them any longer.

Not getting rid of any of my cds because phhht, every time I do that, 2 years later I'm all "Dude, why did I get rid of that? T_T"

Oh yeah: First CD I ever got was Ace of Base - The Sign.

And I kind wish I still had it.

I LIKE CHEESY MUSIC.

*Feels better and finally ends this ramble*

Edit: Also. I need to do more with my photos. Even if it's just going through the old ones and uploading them somewhere if not taking more. STOP BEING SO LAZY, SELF.

Sometimes I think I pick up too much from others around me emotion wise.

I was fine when I got home, went and checked a few things...

And now, for no reason of my own, I'm having background anxiety. Seriously, this came out of nowhere and I can't place it. There was a bunch of anxiety on my friends list, which is the only thing I can even think of that might have triggered it.

I don't get it. O.o

It's not even RP related since I was fine when checking things there. O.o

Just... out of freaking nowhere, a random small spike of anxiety/depression. And a feeling like I need a nap.

...

I think I may need to eat.

*looks at meme prompt list*

...

Nah.

So today was fun :D I lost track of time at work and wound up being there til 12:30 (wheee) and OH GOD GOT SO MUCH DONE @_@ but dear lord I wish these students would just... stay put. Someone went to Stafford, but then came back but then went back just in a different track... THERE HAVE BEEN NINE DAYS OF SCHOOL AND YOU HAVE BOUNCED TWICE?! GAAH. And then there;'s the scramblign of I have no idea when the person at Stafford scheduled these but now this person isn't on EST any longer and this person is over here and oh man STAY PUT.

But yeah. Realized that oh wait, with Monday of and Tuesday being a loss during head cold, ACK BACK UP OF TIME PENDING STUFF. BUT! I got almost all of it done! And I pumped out the attendance report in 10 minutes (including highlighting the printout and delivering it aw yeah) and instead of maintaining this list of like.. 50+ students to monitor the progress of, I can just run the "find all students in danger of failing!" query and go by that. TIME SAVED YES!

My extra 5 hours starts this week but I have nooo idea if I'll get them all in with the 4 day week and 1 super short day but WE SHALL SEE.

And minus the small anxiety slump of "oh god I have so many tasks right now" work was pretty awesome. I really prefer the days where I'm so busy that I'm FLYING because I can get it all done and don't have time to get bored. :D Even if some of the start of year stuff is kinda stressfull cause processes aren't set up yet so it's all "ARG" of doing things like merging three styles of EST plans to create one that's a lot like to state example but has more things on it. The fact that I just blitzed til 12:30 when ona normal day I get ot about 10:30 and start eyeing the clock... yeah. :)