bonny, I don't know about the municipality you're in, but I had something similar happen to me in Michigan. It turns out that the fact they didn't finish the repairs meant my apartment didn't meet building code and, therefore, wasn't a livable habitat. A lawyer recommended I withhold rent until the repairs were complete. As it was, I was leaving before my lease was up and I used the fact to get out of paying a penalty.
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEAN!
I'm skipping to wish birthday happies...will backread as soon as I have time.
Interesting Sail. I should have threatened to withhold rent during the 38 days!
I'm just so frustrated. The fact is, and I've said this before here...perhaps too many times...I love my apartment and my landlord has always been a moron. Tragically, I mean that in the technical sense.
Bad people are so much easier to deal with than broken people. You can expect improvement from someone who just needs education. With this guy, I believe there is something wrong with him to the degree that he just doesn't think. And I end up suffering from his stupid behavior.
He doesn't seem to respond to anything but threats. Blech.
I'm glad you and the other woman are (mostly) okay, Sail.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEAN!!
{{{Sail}}}
Much ~ma for Ginger.
bonny, the only useful thing I have to say about your letter is that you have "assessible" where you want "accessible". I'm sorry you are having to deal with this.
Sail, you are not a horrible person. Accidents happen, and it sucks to be the one to cause one. But a truly horrible person would not care about the injuries sustained by others. I'm glad no one was hurt worse.
Happy birthday, Sean! I hope this turns out to be a good year.
Poor Sail.
Thanks for the ~ma. I am back after 3 1/2 hours of keeping my mouth open. This surgery is called a sinus lift, and it's designed to make space for an implant, since the tooth that was pulled sat right against the sinus membrane. It involves putting in three little metal pegs that he hammered in, then hammered and hammered more, because apparently my sinuses are an odd shape. Having someone pound little metal pegs into your jaw? Do. Not. Like.
(whitefonted for the dentally squeamish)
Now I'm waiting for the good drugs to kick in.
Ugh, that sounds horrendous. Good drug-ma, Ginger.
bonny, i think you are being very reasonable.
It is my assumption that the ceiling and effected wall should be one color.
I believe you want to make that "affected."
Holy crap, Ginger. You really got the crap kicked out of you today. Healing vibes are being flung in your direction.
Bonny, I think your letter sounds fine. I hope your landlord is able to comprehend it all.
My Aunt T is taking me to the doc's office today to get my drains out and the bandages off. It's all very exciting, except for the part where everyone has said that the drain tube removal hurts like a motherfucker. Not really looking forward to that part.