I think that the fridge may have died. Light still goes on. But no noise at all. I think the horrible noise was a coil dying it's last death.
My damned landlord doesn't want to do anything about the fridge because he didn't get one when he moved in*.
This, is not my fucking problem.
I'm renting the apartment. AND the fridge, goddammit. I didn't bring a toilet, but conveniently I'm renting that too.
So annoyed.
Oh, and my car got egged a couple days ago.
I love the fucking ghetto.
--
* Z's parents owned this building when I rented it. Which is why I'm even here. I didn't have a fridge, because I've lived in garden apartments, which come with a fridge, so they put one up here for me. Then that died. So when Darwin (the landlord, former tenant) bought this place, he said "oh, well, we didn't get a fridge, so it is your responsibility" and I said, "No, see, I'm renting the fridge. When I leave? It stays. It is YOUR fridge."
So he gave me the piece of shit that has sun damage. Which worked for about a day. The doors don't seal right, and everything goes bad. Now the freezer has been making snow balls for months now, and he said "oh, it's okay." IT'S A FROST FREE FREEZER.
His 8 year old goes "Mama said we should have thrown that fridge out."
Uh.
Yeah kid. Yeah.
My damned landlord doesn't want to do anything about the fridge because he didn't get one when he moved in*.
This, is not my fucking problem.
I'm renting the apartment. AND the fridge, goddammit. I didn't bring a toilet, but conveniently I'm renting that too.
So annoyed.
Oh, and my car got egged a couple days ago.
I love the fucking ghetto.
--
* Z's parents owned this building when I rented it. Which is why I'm even here. I didn't have a fridge, because I've lived in garden apartments, which come with a fridge, so they put one up here for me. Then that died. So when Darwin (the landlord, former tenant) bought this place, he said "oh, well, we didn't get a fridge, so it is your responsibility" and I said, "No, see, I'm renting the fridge. When I leave? It stays. It is YOUR fridge."
So he gave me the piece of shit that has sun damage. Which worked for about a day. The doors don't seal right, and everything goes bad. Now the freezer has been making snow balls for months now, and he said "oh, it's okay." IT'S A FROST FREE FREEZER.
His 8 year old goes "Mama said we should have thrown that fridge out."
Uh.
Yeah kid. Yeah.
Okay.
I park my car, and for those of you not in the know, I live on a one way street.
There is a blue car COMING TOWARDS ME as I park. I kinda laugh like "dumbass, going the wrong way down a one way" and get out of my car.
TWO SECONDS LATER in the quickest u-turn that has not been computer generated, the car whips around and floors it next to me.
A marked cop car comes flying down the street at me, and skids to a halt, and the cops get out guns drawn at these two guys who had, just SECONDS before been walking next to my car, talking on their Nextels (which I hate, btw, everyone in the goddamned ghetto has a Nextel, I seriously could GIVE A SHIT who La'Quisha is fucking) and guns fucking drawn they get these guys on the ground.
Dood, sure it happened next to me, but my landlords THREE VERY YOUNG DAUGHTERS were outside and my neighbor's kids were outside too.
GOTTA LOVE THE GHETTO.
*cartman stylins*
In the ghettooOOooooo
I park my car, and for those of you not in the know, I live on a one way street.
There is a blue car COMING TOWARDS ME as I park. I kinda laugh like "dumbass, going the wrong way down a one way" and get out of my car.
TWO SECONDS LATER in the quickest u-turn that has not been computer generated, the car whips around and floors it next to me.
A marked cop car comes flying down the street at me, and skids to a halt, and the cops get out guns drawn at these two guys who had, just SECONDS before been walking next to my car, talking on their Nextels (which I hate, btw, everyone in the goddamned ghetto has a Nextel, I seriously could GIVE A SHIT who La'Quisha is fucking) and guns fucking drawn they get these guys on the ground.
Dood, sure it happened next to me, but my landlords THREE VERY YOUNG DAUGHTERS were outside and my neighbor's kids were outside too.
GOTTA LOVE THE GHETTO.
*cartman stylins*
In the ghettooOOooooo
Things that suck.
- No internet at home. *twitch*
- No cable at home (Why? I don't know. Ain't like I can call to have it fixed either, HAHAHA)
- Leaving my iPod in Jim's car, and having a boring workout (no, I didn't do weights, just cardio, hence the boring)
- Brian (my boss) got into a wicked car accident. Some RadioShack employee in an Audi (!?!?!) tried to make a left RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM cause he was late for work. Again, proving that the Shack is evil. Brian's airbags deployed, his front end is FUCKED UP (he drives a Lexus SUV) and the other car is TOOOOOTALLLLLED.
- My phone not wanting to connect to Yahoo Mail so I can at least check my shit that way.
- My car having a very low tire.
- Having to go out to the store on a very low tire cause I needed cat food.
- Going to the shop today and finding out that my tire is dying, so it's good I got it done, however, my front brake pads need replacing, and suddenly my bill is around $300. Money is SUPER FUCKING TIGHT right now, but I have like, 3 millimeters of brake pads left, so this needs to be done. Bugger.
- My contact shifted in my eye this morning. While I was in the shower. Very uncomfortable. I had to get out and fix it. Fucker.
- Finding out my dermatologist appointment needed to be rescheduled because my doctor had her baby early. I didn't even know she was PREGNANT. She was apparently due in August (I last saw her in the beginning of May and she had her baby the last week of June). So I had to reschedule for the only time I could before Pennsic, and that was July 22nd at 5:40pm, which is a Tuesday, so I am missing that game night.
- I have to disburse my refinance today and Patrick is completely distracted. I NEED CHECKS DAMMIT!!!
Things that don't suck.
+ I got to watch a couple episodes of BSG. I'm still waiting for that I AM SO SUCKED IN feeling everyone else seems to get. It's a good show though. Although some of the things make my head go "OH GIVE ME A BREAK".
+ I got to bed at a reasonable hour (12).
+ I won't have to worry about getting my rotors replaced since I'm taking care of the pads now.
+ Pennsic is soon. I haven't even thought about gathering up my crap for it yet though. AAAHH!
+ I went to the gym last night for the first time in forever.
+ *giggles* She caught on. TEN DAYS TILL TIA COMES OUT!!! Incidentally, it's also 10 days till I enter the last year of my 20s.
+ 223.5 again. Considering all the crap I ate this weekend? That's a good thing.
*muttermutter*
- No internet at home. *twitch*
- No cable at home (Why? I don't know. Ain't like I can call to have it fixed either, HAHAHA)
- Leaving my iPod in Jim's car, and having a boring workout (no, I didn't do weights, just cardio, hence the boring)
- Brian (my boss) got into a wicked car accident. Some RadioShack employee in an Audi (!?!?!) tried to make a left RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM cause he was late for work. Again, proving that the Shack is evil. Brian's airbags deployed, his front end is FUCKED UP (he drives a Lexus SUV) and the other car is TOOOOOTALLLLLED.
- My phone not wanting to connect to Yahoo Mail so I can at least check my shit that way.
- My car having a very low tire.
- Having to go out to the store on a very low tire cause I needed cat food.
- Going to the shop today and finding out that my tire is dying, so it's good I got it done, however, my front brake pads need replacing, and suddenly my bill is around $300. Money is SUPER FUCKING TIGHT right now, but I have like, 3 millimeters of brake pads left, so this needs to be done. Bugger.
- My contact shifted in my eye this morning. While I was in the shower. Very uncomfortable. I had to get out and fix it. Fucker.
- Finding out my dermatologist appointment needed to be rescheduled because my doctor had her baby early. I didn't even know she was PREGNANT. She was apparently due in August (I last saw her in the beginning of May and she had her baby the last week of June). So I had to reschedule for the only time I could before Pennsic, and that was July 22nd at 5:40pm, which is a Tuesday, so I am missing that game night.
- I have to disburse my refinance today and Patrick is completely distracted. I NEED CHECKS DAMMIT!!!
Things that don't suck.
+ I got to watch a couple episodes of BSG. I'm still waiting for that I AM SO SUCKED IN feeling everyone else seems to get. It's a good show though. Although some of the things make my head go "OH GIVE ME A BREAK".
+ I got to bed at a reasonable hour (12).
+ I won't have to worry about getting my rotors replaced since I'm taking care of the pads now.
+ Pennsic is soon. I haven't even thought about gathering up my crap for it yet though. AAAHH!
+ I went to the gym last night for the first time in forever.
+ *giggles* She caught on. TEN DAYS TILL TIA COMES OUT!!! Incidentally, it's also 10 days till I enter the last year of my 20s.
+ 223.5 again. Considering all the crap I ate this weekend? That's a good thing.
*muttermutter*
I love my friends.
You guys rock.
Super thanks to Val for making me a nummie dinner that my bellie totally agrees with and everyone else for stopping by and watching moofies.
BTW, my neighbors SUUuuhHHhckk.
I went over there THREE times to tell them to turn their BIGGER THAN QXT'S SPEAKERS down. Like, the bass. It was shaking my windows. The medicine cabinet. We couldn't HEAR each other.
It was balls.
People suck.
But at 11 they stopped. Which is unfortunate cause I wanted to call the cops on them. HEH.
But.
I am still stoned. My bellie does weird jumpie things. I'm sore, and tired, but I personally think I'm recovering well.
So that being said. I am going to lay down.
*waves*
You guys rock.
Super thanks to Val for making me a nummie dinner that my bellie totally agrees with and everyone else for stopping by and watching moofies.
BTW, my neighbors SUUuuhHHhckk.
I went over there THREE times to tell them to turn their BIGGER THAN QXT'S SPEAKERS down. Like, the bass. It was shaking my windows. The medicine cabinet. We couldn't HEAR each other.
It was balls.
People suck.
But at 11 they stopped. Which is unfortunate cause I wanted to call the cops on them. HEH.
But.
I am still stoned. My bellie does weird jumpie things. I'm sore, and tired, but I personally think I'm recovering well.
So that being said. I am going to lay down.
*waves*
Headed down the hard way...
Apr. 28th, 2008 01:53 pmConcrete battleground...
Urban Monkey Warfare... Sabotage, Camouflage... Man Monkey Man Monkey...
- There was a shooting in my neighborhood this yesterday. This isn't unusual, several people die a week in my town cause of shootings, but what was *delightful* about this one was that it was next door to me. I live a couple houses away from a corner, and it happened on the corner. Someone shot a semi or an automatic in the air a few times. Scared the shit out of my cats. Honestly? I thought it was firecrackers. But loud. So I just figured kids were lighting them off in the street.
Until I went to leave to go to Anne Marie's and I see that EVERYONE AND THEIR MOTHER is outside being porch monkeys and watching the cops investigate my CLOSED OFF BLOCK. I was like "So, that was a gun?" to my landlord (WHO WAS SITTING ON THE STEPS WITH ALL HER CHILDREN) and she, in her broken Ecuadorian accent goes "Gun? Sí!" And her husband was like "Yeah, the cops are all over."
Neat. I left. I'm still not phased by it. I'm kind of wondering if I would. It does sorta ruin the streak of "my neighborhood's not THAT bad, I've never even heard gunfire" though.
Anyrate, from the top.
- Friday I went down to Z's, with a quick stop (and a mild getting lost cause I plugged the wrong fucking town into Google maps) to FabricLand to get some provisions. Went to Z's, gorged on Portuguese BBQ, and sewed. My ghawazee coat is *thisclose* to being done. I need to finish HAND SEWING the trim, and I need toggles. I'd prefer wooden ones. I can't find any though. Must Google.
- Woke up too early on Saturday morning for having gone to bed at 4 with my ass on the floor. Janete's air mattress gave me the finger. Fantastic. So I sewed and watched Underworld again. We watch movies while we sew. Not really WATCH cause ya know, 3 sewing machines are loud, but just as background noise or convo filler.
- Saturday night was ArtDay2008 at Dave and Buster's. Cathy rocks, and food was good. Played lots o' games. My card is back up to almost 7000 points. YAAAAY!
- Sunday, I went to Anne Marie's after the urban monkey warfare issue. She kids about how insane her family is, but I don't quite think she realizes how "normal" they are. We watched teevee (Moonlight ROCKED, and in HD is even bettah) and watched some movies while I seweddddd. Then her mom cooked us ribs, hot dogs, corn and made macaroni salad. There was so much food. Her parents are really friggin sweet. Having never grown up in quite such a household, it was really kinda cool to be there. Thanks again, Anne Marie :)
- Then I went home. Talked to Jim for a bit. Okay, 3.5 hours. Got the church run down. Lovely. WoWed a bit. Watched some of "Taking Lives" before passing out. Snoozed my alarm clock to shit in my sleep. Dealt with "add water, instant assholes" on the way here and was 30 minutes late.
No one cares, which was nice.
- I have to go to the DMV at some point cause my asshole insurance agency of old told them that I have no insurance, so now they wanna suspend my license, so I gotta go in there and give them my DNA or something so they don't do that. It's stupid. I HAVE INSURANCE. Asshammers.
- I am so tired. Gym tonight.
Urban Monkey Warfare... Sabotage, Camouflage... Man Monkey Man Monkey...
- There was a shooting in my neighborhood this yesterday. This isn't unusual, several people die a week in my town cause of shootings, but what was *delightful* about this one was that it was next door to me. I live a couple houses away from a corner, and it happened on the corner. Someone shot a semi or an automatic in the air a few times. Scared the shit out of my cats. Honestly? I thought it was firecrackers. But loud. So I just figured kids were lighting them off in the street.
Until I went to leave to go to Anne Marie's and I see that EVERYONE AND THEIR MOTHER is outside being porch monkeys and watching the cops investigate my CLOSED OFF BLOCK. I was like "So, that was a gun?" to my landlord (WHO WAS SITTING ON THE STEPS WITH ALL HER CHILDREN) and she, in her broken Ecuadorian accent goes "Gun? Sí!" And her husband was like "Yeah, the cops are all over."
Neat. I left. I'm still not phased by it. I'm kind of wondering if I would. It does sorta ruin the streak of "my neighborhood's not THAT bad, I've never even heard gunfire" though.
Anyrate, from the top.
- Friday I went down to Z's, with a quick stop (and a mild getting lost cause I plugged the wrong fucking town into Google maps) to FabricLand to get some provisions. Went to Z's, gorged on Portuguese BBQ, and sewed. My ghawazee coat is *thisclose* to being done. I need to finish HAND SEWING the trim, and I need toggles. I'd prefer wooden ones. I can't find any though. Must Google.
- Woke up too early on Saturday morning for having gone to bed at 4 with my ass on the floor. Janete's air mattress gave me the finger. Fantastic. So I sewed and watched Underworld again. We watch movies while we sew. Not really WATCH cause ya know, 3 sewing machines are loud, but just as background noise or convo filler.
- Saturday night was ArtDay2008 at Dave and Buster's. Cathy rocks, and food was good. Played lots o' games. My card is back up to almost 7000 points. YAAAAY!
- Sunday, I went to Anne Marie's after the urban monkey warfare issue. She kids about how insane her family is, but I don't quite think she realizes how "normal" they are. We watched teevee (Moonlight ROCKED, and in HD is even bettah) and watched some movies while I seweddddd. Then her mom cooked us ribs, hot dogs, corn and made macaroni salad. There was so much food. Her parents are really friggin sweet. Having never grown up in quite such a household, it was really kinda cool to be there. Thanks again, Anne Marie :)
- Then I went home. Talked to Jim for a bit. Okay, 3.5 hours. Got the church run down. Lovely. WoWed a bit. Watched some of "Taking Lives" before passing out. Snoozed my alarm clock to shit in my sleep. Dealt with "add water, instant assholes" on the way here and was 30 minutes late.
No one cares, which was nice.
- I have to go to the DMV at some point cause my asshole insurance agency of old told them that I have no insurance, so now they wanna suspend my license, so I gotta go in there and give them my DNA or something so they don't do that. It's stupid. I HAVE INSURANCE. Asshammers.
- I am so tired. Gym tonight.
Fuckin' a.
Jan. 12th, 2008 03:47 amSo.
I've been trying to exorcise the apartment due to the little incedent last night.
- cleaned the bathroom floor (all the nooks and crannies)
- cleaned the bathroom sink
- VIOLATED every centimeter of the toilet
- sprayed the tub down with bleach. Scrubbed. Rinsed. Sprayed with bleach again and left it.
- washed the bathroom walls and CEILING (okay where I could reach).
- threw out 3 years of old bills
- cleaned out 3 of my 4 "important paper" drawers
- attempted to clean off my desk, but cleaning out my drawers fucked that up
- cleaned out the printer shelf I stole from Jared
- swept the couches and redid the blankets and pillows on them both
- swept the floor
- put away the dishes
- washed more dishes (BTW, Dawn's new dish detergent with the air freshener built in? BRILLIANT. My entire kitchen smells like lemons & tangerines. Even after the bleaching.)
- cleaned the stove. Bleach and brillo. Bye bye nails.
- put away candles that had been chilling out for a year
- put away clothes
- hung up a picture
- played WoW.
OKAY, fine so the WoW playing wasn't like, mandated. But I wanted to. I needed a break. At some point in there I ate Chinee food. I wanted to watch Moonlight and eat dinner, but APPARENTLY it didn't fucking record. *FUME* So mad.
My hands are wrinkled, my thumb is KILLING me (damned brillo) and it's 4am.
Tomorrow I need to:
- Floors. Kitchen specifically. *cries*
- Fix that damned burner. I think it's just wet from scrubbing, but it's the only one of the 4 that won't turn on.
- Scrub the one burner that still looks not clean (it's soaking in bleach).
- the area in front of the teevee. Why does everything get piled up there?
- the bottom drawer of my important paper stack. (shit. I'm awake. Maybe I do that now.)
- the basket on top of that rubbermaid bin
- computer desk.
- my room? HA.
I'm still pretty awake. Where does this night time energy come from? Fuckers.
I have been sweating up a storm and covered myself in some form of grease. I might take a shower cause I feel foul. OH HAI THAR! What about a bath?! Ooooooh. The tub is clean.
That's for fucking sure.
I've been trying to exorcise the apartment due to the little incedent last night.
- cleaned the bathroom floor (all the nooks and crannies)
- cleaned the bathroom sink
- VIOLATED every centimeter of the toilet
- sprayed the tub down with bleach. Scrubbed. Rinsed. Sprayed with bleach again and left it.
- washed the bathroom walls and CEILING (okay where I could reach).
- threw out 3 years of old bills
- cleaned out 3 of my 4 "important paper" drawers
- attempted to clean off my desk, but cleaning out my drawers fucked that up
- cleaned out the printer shelf I stole from Jared
- swept the couches and redid the blankets and pillows on them both
- swept the floor
- put away the dishes
- washed more dishes (BTW, Dawn's new dish detergent with the air freshener built in? BRILLIANT. My entire kitchen smells like lemons & tangerines. Even after the bleaching.)
- cleaned the stove. Bleach and brillo. Bye bye nails.
- put away candles that had been chilling out for a year
- put away clothes
- hung up a picture
- played WoW.
OKAY, fine so the WoW playing wasn't like, mandated. But I wanted to. I needed a break. At some point in there I ate Chinee food. I wanted to watch Moonlight and eat dinner, but APPARENTLY it didn't fucking record. *FUME* So mad.
My hands are wrinkled, my thumb is KILLING me (damned brillo) and it's 4am.
Tomorrow I need to:
- Floors. Kitchen specifically. *cries*
- Fix that damned burner. I think it's just wet from scrubbing, but it's the only one of the 4 that won't turn on.
- Scrub the one burner that still looks not clean (it's soaking in bleach).
- the area in front of the teevee. Why does everything get piled up there?
- the bottom drawer of my important paper stack. (shit. I'm awake. Maybe I do that now.)
- the basket on top of that rubbermaid bin
- computer desk.
- my room? HA.
I'm still pretty awake. Where does this night time energy come from? Fuckers.
I have been sweating up a storm and covered myself in some form of grease. I might take a shower cause I feel foul. OH HAI THAR! What about a bath?! Ooooooh. The tub is clean.
That's for fucking sure.
I just noticed on our guild forums for WoW, one of my friend's sigs.
How to heal as a holy paladin:
Step one: Bind one half of your keyboard to FoL and the other to cleanse.
Step two: Join raid.
Step three: Roll head on keyboard profusely.
Step four: Profit.
I nearly peed.
/geekgasm.
In othernoooz. I went to the store. Bought $25 worth of cleaning products I can't really afford.
This weekend, my bathroom & kitchen are being exorcised. OMFG. Yes they are.
I even bought bleach. I hate bleach. EVERYTHING IS DYING EVERYWHERE I DON'T CARE!!!!!
How to heal as a holy paladin:
Step one: Bind one half of your keyboard to FoL and the other to cleanse.
Step two: Join raid.
Step three: Roll head on keyboard profusely.
Step four: Profit.
I nearly peed.
/geekgasm.
In othernoooz. I went to the store. Bought $25 worth of cleaning products I can't really afford.
This weekend, my bathroom & kitchen are being exorcised. OMFG. Yes they are.
I even bought bleach. I hate bleach. EVERYTHING IS DYING EVERYWHERE I DON'T CARE!!!!!