Ha, tommyrot, I didn't recognize the painting at first. That write-up is hilarious. Oh, Ryan North.
Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Like, does this count as 'breaking and entering' or would they just consider it a landlord/tenant dispute.
If the landlord vouches for him or makes up some excuse for his relative to have entered, he would probably get away with it.
sj, thank you--my back is fairly good today. It's been doing well if I get enough rest and avoid being lifty--which I have been.
Owen is now adicted to Olive, the Other Reindeer and keeps asking to watch it over and over.
If the landlord vouches for him or makes up some excuse for his relative to have entered, he would probably get away with it.
That's true, this time. That said, I think it might be good to file a police report, even if the landlord is likely to cover. A lot of parents might vouch for their sons, but that doesn't mean he won't give him hell in private. Also, if you report it, you will have something on file if, God forbid, the asshattery escalates and the roomie needs to prove anything.
I concur with the "file a report" folks.
I'm in my office and I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeeezing. This is eighteen levels of wrong. If it is going to be this cold, I should be on vacation, in Tahoe, surrounded by SNOW.
Well, I'm surrounded by snow, and I'm wearing my coat at my desk. Which is better than sweating.
There's 6 inches of snow in my front yard. The wind is too high up here at work, which is at the mouth of a canyon, for the snow to be too deep, except where there are mega drifts due to the wind. Wind chill 7 degrees this morning when I came in.
Wow. It's supposed to get up to 40 today and most of the snow we got on December 1st has melted away.
Yeah, a report is good. It's an official paper trail in case asswipe decides to continue his harrassment.
"Send lawyers, guns and money."
Hey, amend that to "Send Gunn" and I'm all set, yo. PLus the potential for hot monkey love after sparks fly in court. TAS-ty!
Billy Desmond, JAR's character from Conviction, might be of some use. At least in the courtroom. But yeah, Gunn's got all three covered. Go with Gunn.
Erin, I'm so sorry about the sitch, and I'm very glad people were here for you when you needed somebody. I'm sending all possible good-outcome vibes to you. Unfortunately, the bureaucrazy system works best if you can fling fistfuls of cash at it--or better yet, fling cash at lawyers who know exactly who, when and where to fling (your) cash at for the most effective outcome. Cynical, me? Naaaaaaah. Still. It can be gotten through, and as painlessly as possible. All good vibes.
sumi, can you ask your doctor about wearing an adhesive bandage or stocking to prevent the swelling during the day? I know your form of transportation is Shank's Mare, so you can't really stay off your feet. But if you can arrange to keep the foot and leg elevated and supported whenever you are sitting down, that will surely help, at least a little. I know how worrisome and uncomfortable the swelling is (BTDT, different causes), and I hope you find some better ways to cope, plus some relief, and soon.
Sonus, I'm appalled at your landlord's son's behavior, and can only agree with you (and everyone here) that you and your roommate need to move ASAP. It sucks to be blameless and still have to be the one inconvenienced, but there you go. I hope you find something good and get out of that bad situation quickly.
Oh Maria! All possible best healing thoughts to your rellies, and to you, sweetie. I know it's wonderful to be strong and to weather life's storms and help keep the rest of the family together and in decent spirits, but one does need some down time to repair one's own psyche. I hope you get that, a stress-reduced (if not -free) space so you can mend your frayed nerves and recover your equilibrium.
I'm sending boatloads of childer-coping-ma to JZ, Cash, Deena, Stephanie and anyone else who needs it. Mom is the greatest job in the world, but man, it does take a toll. Healthy doses of Lush baths, judicious applications of chocolate, wine, or whatever soothes your soul and restores your equilibrium to all of you. Dads too, since our crew on the board are fully invested in the position and don't slack their part in the childcare.
Telepathing warmth to connie and Suzi, and temping-ma to David.
G'day. More coffee definitely needed.
Woot! The police detective just called me. They caught a dude that matches my description, driving the same car, doing the same thing in a parking lot about 50 miles from here. The detective is putting together a photo line up for me to look at. A little "recognize the asshole" thoughts would be nice.
Yay, Laura! I really hope you recognize the asshole and he is made to pay.