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no L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G a-llowed. my thoughts come in short little bursts. i think that's why i haven't had a decent diary entry in months. ok. ever. no need to get all snippy with me. i know i can't write for shit. *sneef* the other day i got a statement from my old apartments, saying we still owe them about $690 for carpet replacement. i sent them a letter telling them i didn't owe that money, etc. then nicole and i went and talked to the resident boss lady and she said we DO owe it. when i asked her to explain why, she said there was 'damage' and 'significant staining'. bull hockey. your eye shadow was filthier than my carpet. ho. anyways. i tell her that since the carpet was supposed to be replaced several months ago and never was, any wear and tear was a result of their negligence. she stared at me funny and said 'well, we can work out a payment plan'. i don't think she hears so well. so we left it at that, after telling her we'd talk it over with muh brother. i left a chair blocking her way around her gigantic desk. hopefully that gave her a new bruise to match the huge one on her shin that she was already sporting. ho-bag. gonna wait to see what the REAL manager says in response to my letter. i doubt it's been received yet. i'm sure it will get to the point where i have to point out that they changed the lease termination date and forged our signatures on it and i'll have to ask them if they are aware how dangerous that is. trained monkeys would manage an apartment complex with less drama. the boy is still at work and it's almost 11pm. i'm not fond of this recent development where he works more than he is at home and i never get to see him for a whole day. and when he is here, he's havin' to talk about work so that he'll remember all the stuff that has to be done, cause let's face it, one can never remember everything unless it's been said outloud or written down. it's just not possible. further down the list of Suck, Darryl Sydor has been traded from the Stars. fine. just take away my team and make me cheer for every team on the east coast that has bits and pieces of the old Stars. heartless bastards. |
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