That is utterly ludicrous, Allyson. Esp given the different case numbers I'd try Perkins suggestion first. It could be a mix-up.
I can't believe Franny is still awake. She must be comatose.
I can't believe Isaac is almost 3!! Egad, I have to plan his party.
Allyson,
can you email me a copy of the letter you just got, along with your case number? If I have time tomorrow or the next day (and I should), I'll call.
In a random note I really want a barn right now so I can have see owls and possibly bats... just not have to clean up after them (I can see the bats and hear the owls outside now).
Dude, Perkins, you are just made of win.
Thanks, Perkins. I'll scan it when I get to work in the morning because my scanner is being a jackhole.
I printed out copies of the canceled check, and am putting together all of my paperwork.
Seriously??? Allyson, I'm so sorry. They suck. Perkins, OTOH, rocks like a rocking thing.
Clearly this is a sign that you need to move to Pasadena or Glendale or Burbank where we can thumb our noses at LA proper and tell them to fuck off.
you know, the beach cities are nice, too.
That reminds me of living on the south side of Minneapolis, where the panhandlers urinate on your bushes and then pass out from drinking too much generic mouthwash. Or the hookers give blowjobs on the porch of the house next door.
First apartment in MSP, I lived next to a county rehab facility and up the block from a couple crackhouses. Happy fun times. But rent was cheap!!
Living in the Haight, I don't think I've gone a single day in 22 years without being panhandled
I could see that. Damn hippies.
Speaking of SF - all Bayistas know to stay the hell away from the Embarcadero tomorrow, right? Unless you're planning on protesting the torch run (in which case, awesome)?
Allyson, I'm sorry you have to deal with all this extra crap.
Yes, but alas, she's already got a pretty great apartment lined up. (Totally kidding here about moving, obviously. Ignore poor joke if it is inadvertently giving you more stress.)
Living in the Haight, I don't think I've gone a single day in 22 years without being panhandled, except the days I've stayed inside with a fever of 102.
Give Matilda a year or two.