Considering I am in a long-running argument with my landlord about what his legal responsibilities are in the shoveling department, I am looking forward to hiring them and sending along the bill. (N.b. His responsibility, as landlord, is to shovel or have someone do it. It's snowed 6 times since November and to our knowledge he has not moved a single flake. Because "he's very busy" and lives inconveniently far away.)
I think every single lease I've signed has had a clause in it about who is responsible for snow removal.
We've gotten about 1.5-2 feet of snow this week, and what y'all get on Saturday is forecast for us on Sunday. Is it too late to move to California?
I always thought it was El, short for Elevated.
Yeah. But I think it's moreoften 'L,' short for El....
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Q: Is it spelled "L" or "el"? >[link]
Someone did something shit stupid just now and I'm really really really trying not to yell at them and go all control freaky.
I think every single lease I've signed has had a clause in it about who is responsible for snow removal.
I've always thought that if the lease did not spell this out, the landlord was responsible.
Then again, I usually don't read my leases too closely. But in any event, I've never had to shovel snow myself, except for the time my landlord was also a friend I lived with, and he was out of town....
I love when msbelle is all happy and timewasty!
And after yesterday's ear-wax conversation, I'm suddenly obsessed with the contents of my ear canal. I'm a freak.
Me too! Now I want to go to the doc and have them clean out my ears.
I have to work tonight and all day tomorrow, and I'm supposed to have new writing for the writing group. And yet. I don't. Perhaps I should just recycle old writing?
Also, I should look at the calendar, rearrange the books in my bag.
I should also go early to fix my parking pass stich, though I hate going to UCLA early.
Also, I should finish my Maui reservations and make sure Lori is on top of car reservations.
All of the things I should do, and yet, I'll probably do none of them.
And after yesterday's ear-wax conversation, I'm suddenly obsessed with the contents of my ear canal. I'm a freak.
Me too! Now I want to go to the doc and have them clean out my ears.
I'm looking at Web sites about ear wax removal. Gross, and yet so intriguing. (But I would NOT, for the record, stick anything ON FIRE in my ear.)
I would actually like a big storm. Because (a) I live in an apartment, (b) close to the subway, and (c) I have no obligations all weekend and (d) hot cocoa in the kitchen. Word.
Snow in New York is pretty delighful. Sometimes, its too deep to really plow right away and the streets are white and free of cars but you can still get around so the utter lack of traffic is just fun.
Yell sara Yell.
OMG, I just realized that I have stopped biting my nails. I had started biting them again sometime last year. hunh.
Gross, and yet so intriguing. (But I would NOT, for the record, stick anything ON FIRE in my ear.)
Actually, I tried that, when I had what sounded like water in my ear for 3 months or so. When I finally went to a doc, instead of cleaning, they gave me decongestants which didn't work.
Ear candles? so bizarre.
msbelle, stop with the nails!
I said my piece yesterday, he made no effort to find out the information that he could have by following my advice to walk down the hall and either a) ask the dude with the knowlege or b) attend the goddamned meeting on the subject. Both of which I suggested. Now he is going to look like a moron. And me, by extension, except I can honestly say "not my job to micromanage coworkers."
