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11.30.02
When I moved out in May of 2000 I bought a brand new can of shaving cream. I haven't had to use a new can up until about October of this year. I got over two year's worth of shaving out of one can. Not bad if you ask me but when you shave on average just once a week like I do then it kind of goes without saying that you can stretch it out over such a long period of time.



11.29.02
Ok, so it's the last day or two of which I am double-renting. Since it's snowing, I decide to go over to the old place (at 2am) to get the shovel I forgot there, and check the oil level in the tank. We were out of the place on the 15th and there was a 1/3 of a tank left, which we expect to be fully reimbursed for.

So as I round the corner of Myrtle I see two cars parked in the driveway and as I get closer I notice a TV is on in the front room. Needless to say, I'm pissed because that fucker of a landlord has been renting the place while I was still paying for it.

The whole reason for double-renting was to make sure we had a place to do laundry if we didn't manage to find a washer and dryer right away. What if I wanted to do a load of laundry tomorrow on my last legal day or renting?

I knock on the door after seeing the oil tank was pretty well empty and after a couple of minutes a drunk guy comes to the door and two chicks are inside smoking like it's going out of style. He's thoroughly a redneck/bigot/idiot and I inform them that I still have a key for the place and am renting it until the end of Saturday.

Fortunately, they don't give me any hassle and I'm soon on my way with shovel in hand. I also find out that they've been in the place for 3 days which means I'll be telling ol' scam-man that he owes us for those days he's been double-renting.

I hate landlords. This is the guy that plugged his camper into our house while we're the ones paying for the power. This is the guy that wouldn't get an exterminator to solve a recurring hornet problem every year. This is the landlord who would never fix anything until it became completely useless. This is why I hate landlords.



11.27.02
Chamber of SecretsI saw Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets twice this weekend. I'm pretty sure I liked this one better than the first but I haven't seen the other in almost a year. The movies are so fun and well done. I normally don't like kids' movies but this really isn't strictly a kids' movie. I find there to be very little cheesiness to any of the dialogue, the special effects are amazing, and the stories and characters are really enjoyable. There were actually some genuinely creepy parts in this one, and some things that probably would have left a good mark on me had I been a kid when I saw these. I can't wait for the next one now.

I've been pretty slack with the posts lately. Charles, Greg and Jenn were home so most nights I was busy hanging out, etc., and then there's the whole unpacking/cleaning thing from the move so that usually leaves me pretty bored and bland by the end of the night.

Hopefully this week I'll be able to get back to normal and clean out a whole bunch of junk destined for the Sal.



11 .08 .02
Whisker Lickin'sI was looking for treats for my kitty a little while ago and came across these. Now normally I find the French translations to be funnier than anything the English side has to offer but I think this time it wins over the translation. Mind you, I still think both names are damn funny.

Tomorrow is my sisters's birthday. Well, I guess officially it's now the 9th but whatever. She's turning 20 and the fact that my "little sister" is now 20 only serves to make me feel very old. But there's only 4 years in the difference so I guess that's not bad at all.

Then on Sunday it's my grandfather's birthday. I think he turns 86 this year so I'm hoping we're able to go visit that day. I'd like to be able to get up there more often but it's kind of tough when they head back home on Fridays before I get off work and then I don't exactly have my own car to drive myself there and back whenever I want to.

Maybe I should get my own car so that I can go wherever I want to when I want to. Maybe I should buy a used car and then have to put a bunch of money into it to keep it on the road. Or maybe I should lease a new car and pay ungodly amounts of money every month for a car I'll use to go to the store and back once a week. And I mustn't forget about those high gas prices, and exhorbitant insurance premiums.

Now that I think about all of that neat stuff, I'm wondering why I didn't get a car and license years ago. What am I waiting for?!



11 .07 .02
Moving. Sucks. Plain and simple. I have so much fucking junk and stuff I probably don't need that packing it up and moving it is pretty much a month-long chore. The good things is that as I'm unpacking all of this crap I can relegate the stuff I don't want/no longer need/keeping for the sake of keeping to a box for the Sal or the first takers that come along.

I moved my bed in here the other night and the box spring has a rip in the fabric beneath it. So at 5am, the cat decides he's going to go under the bed, climb in there, and crawl around. The stupid thing was INSIDE my bed.

So I get up and look under to see this sagging, purring lump hanging from the middle of my bed. I can't get to him to force him out so I have to rip another hole in the fabric to pull the little bastard out. I was so frustrated at being awakened at 5am and the fact that I couldn't reach him only made it worse. But for some reason the sight of him in there purring away made me crack up. Stupid cat.

Here's a classic case of "That's what I get". A few weeks ago, I call the cops to report that my bike has been stolen only to find out days later from Charlotte that I left it in her friend's backyard. Don't ask me why I couldn't remember, I just didn't.

Last night as I'm moving stuff, I leave my bike outside while I bring some junk into the house. Having dutifully locked up my bike since getting it back and looking like an idiot after Charlotte's call, I go outside later to find it missing. In my haste and preoccupation, I neglected to lock up my bike.

So now that stolen bike report I made a few weeks ago is still valid. Of course, now I look like a total moron for not learning my lesson from the misplaced bicycle incident and from the THREE previous bike's I've had stolen. Stupid human.

I guess it's safe to say that with all of this tedious moving, work, side projects, a stolen bike, and a ripped box spring, this past week or so has just been grand.


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