Went to trivia. Won again! Woot! Got vaguely accused of cheating?? WTF? Was no possible way we could've even looked like we were cheating. Very odd. Woman did not stick around and back it up or anything, but we were left feeling creeped out and annoyed.
See, this is why I quit going to trivia nights. Someone always brought the hyper-competitive.
I'm going completely offline with them for five days in a couple weeks and they'll have to deal with that. We'll see how well.
I think they'll be fine. I'm betting they continue to reach out and touch you because they can, and it's easier than solving the problem themselves, or finding a workaround, or actually spending the time to figure out whether it's a world-ending problem or not.
So, the attorney suggested a solution where we get half the month's rent back and they waive the lease terms about professional cleaning. We responded that that would be fine, but we want our security deposit back as well. Have heard nothing.
We headed over to the TH to clean it and get the trash out (there until 10:30 last night; I'm thinking about adding charges for emotional hardship for my son onto the bill) and lights inside were on. And the garage door was unlocked. And the porch lights were off. In short, they let themselves in yesterday.
Which would explain why the attorney was so confident we'd already moved out, even though there was no way she could've known that.
Whatever. I'm going to anonymously send the PM that Mormon calendar, since he's fundie Christian and everything.
My (nice) boss keeps threatening to get me a Blackberry because "it's not fair to ask you to use your personal phone for after-hours calls." Um, yeah. That's why I (a) don't pick up and (b) don't want a Blackberry!!
My (BIG) boss sent a work email to my Gmail account once while I was out of the office with a sick baby. A. World. Of. No.
Raq, that's really crazy.
I may be moving in a couple weeks, I found a place, the first place I toured just to get out there to see what it was like, and it's everything what I want and a bit more. I call the landlord today to see if it is still available and if I can sign a lease.
the one I really was flirting with lives in Denver
Too bad you don't know anyone who lives near Denver.
Everyone else in my new group has a blackberry and so far no one has noticed that I don't. I hope to keep it that way.
Whatever. I'm going to anonymously send the PM that Mormon calendar, since he's fundie Christian and everything.
...honey, I think you mis-spelled 'large dog turd. Containing a bomb'. A calendar full of hot boys is really not an appropriate punishment for this level of sheer shittiness.
...I kind of thing you guys should try to move back in to the place
that you are still paying for.
And embarrass the living fuck out of the rat bastards.
...honey, I think you mis-spelled 'large dog turd'.
Fay, you omitted 'flaming bag of..."
I did! I was more envisioning DHL special delivery, but I like that OldSkool notion too...
Whee! Our first digital pictures taken with our first digital camera are up. Some of them aren't so great, because we are still getting the hang of stuff and also I have a tendency to go for EXTREME CLOSEUP. The sunset pictures are a little Dali-esque, but I like this picture of Tom and me: [link] .
Oh, Nora, what a lovely picture! You two look so happy.
