Man, the fun with utilities never stops. I just called the Water Board to check on the investigation and they credited us about $170 for two months. That leaves us with a balance of $286 to pay, and I'm delinquent. Did I get a revised bill? Fuck no. From talking to other people, we probably only used $50 of water over those two months. I better get back ALL my security deposit from that douchenozzle. I'd like to ask for more but doubt I'd get anything.
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I dunno what to say, smonster. Can we send Toddson's vampire ducks to get after Soon To Be Ex-Landlord? That would be a good use of vampire ducks.
I'm feeling well enough today that I was able to walk downtown (past yhe court tv satellite trucks) to get thai food for lunch.
Are you responsible for the water bill at your new place, smonster? If not, I'd be pretty tempted to send in $50 and blow off the rest.
(caution: probably not the most responsible move.)
I'm not, Nora, but I suspect that might come back to haunt me if I ever need to open an account with them again.
I just got a dressing down from my boss over email for not being able to do the work today I said I'd do. Work which, I'd like to note, he had taken off my plate and I offered to take back to make the best of a bad situation, ie, being stuck here. I did my damnedest to minimize the amount of time I'd have to miss for this shitshow, and I have other work that I can do which IS on my plate and is also pretty fucking urgent. And I'd told him I'd do it over the weekend. I think he's letting his stress level bleed over into how he treats me. That's a pretty human thing to do, but *I* got a talking to about doing that vey thing to my crew last week, so I'm a little sensitive.
Getting scolded really triggers a defensive response in me. I'm resisting the urge to react, and will wait a while to respond.
For now I'll see if my neighbor is home and can come imitate a responsible adult for the time it takes me to go home and find the fucking thumb drive.
And while I'm bitching, I have a migraine.
Neighbor not home. Friend who works from home not answering phone. I'll see what if anything I can get done without the photos on the flash drive.
{{smonster}} so sorry, honey.
Thanks, amyth.
erika, thanks for the offer! I think I've only missed the previous two issues or so. I need to subscribe, and re-subscribe to Bitch.
I was going to get some work done today. I got done about 3/4 of what I planned, and then got distracted into a "No, that Huffington Post article written by a doctor who repeated directs people to his website for more information on his alternative therapies is not actually an accurate summary of the New England Journal of Medicine article it cites, and the title of the Huffington Post article is just plain false by any measure" discussion on Facebook.
Good god. Sorry to thread hog, but it keeps getting weirder. The tech came and turned it on, and I asked him about the whole mishegas (is that the Yiddish I want?) and he says yes, you CAN book a two hour appointment. Which means that a) the previous tech missed the time or disregarded it and b) a variety of CS reps are clueless or just plain lied.
Okay. Back to the other house. God. I just want to go fetal.