So, the situation is that Roger has not called back and I got a forwarding address for him. I will take this as his notice. He is supposed to be back on Monday, I think he was trying to pick a day that I was gone. I will have my army here, you'll see. Hopefully, my army will hold up until Wednesday. If he does not arrive, I am picking up his stuff and putting it in a box in the driveway. The locks will be changed for the time being. Take that, and let that be a reminder to all those STUPID room mates who want to do the same thing.
As I recall, I can store his stuff elsewhere. I will just store it outside because my house is not a storage unit for all those rednecks out there. I tried to have the step sister stay, but she is in trouble again.
I got some cool stuff yesterday. I got to try Wen and it is awesome. If only I had more time to try it all the time. I smell yummy now.
I took my quiz for Management of Information Systems. It made me realize how pointless having the class was. Half of the information in the quiz was discussed in class while the other half I had to figure out on my own. I would have read the material, but the assignments were stacked up throughout the week. Despite having one class, I still did not have enough time to do it all. Algebra starts tomorrow.
Tomorrow, I must call Fidelity. It looks like the same website I was on before with another company. So, I need to give them a call to see what I need to do and to tell them that I do not want stocks. The last time I had stocks I lost them as soon as I lost my job. I should have closed it before I got fired for no apparent reason.
The plus news is that I have the house to myself. The bad news is, I will have a hard time affording it. Minimum payments for the cards until someone else moves in.
I also started to trade stuff online. So far, it's been pretty good. I have received Something's Got To Give and a copy of Eyes of the Dragon. I am supposed to be received Buying the Cow and a Cyndi Lauper CD here soon. Something to keep me happy.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
The Great Debate of 08
I never wanted another room mate when I first got the house. If I knew I was going to be blamed for the economy and fired for it, I would never had bought the house. Thank-you, Miss Gilbert. Bitch.
I wish I would have known the housing market was shit. The real estate agent claimed that it was a good time. The house is worth half of what I am paying for it. After two years...two years.
I only got a room mate because it was scary in the house. Then my job was being threatened, then I got another room mate. The other room mate flaked out. The other one moved. Then the next was a flake, the next, and then the next. Not one normal person. Nobody will fill out the background check, I have no choice but to let them move in. I do not make enough money.
Roger, he is yet another flake. He fixed some of the things around the house. Then he started slacking. How about a 6 month probational period? His girlfriend stated, "I don't know when I'm coming back." I think residents in Arizona put in their months notice with that statement. Roger said the same thing.
The holidays pass. I hear from him. I tried calling him on the fourth, the phone was out of service. He changed his number. I sent him a message to call me for two days. He finally called me last night. He said he would be back on Monday. I ask him if he is coming back, he didn't say he was moving out.
I think everything is fine. I see a forwarding confirmation. I am sick of this. Oh, by the way, fuck the housing rules. I'm taking his shit and throwing it out the door and changing the locks AGAIN. There are TOO MANY rights for people that pull this shit. I should just foreclose on the fucking house. People say it ruins your credit. What is the point? What is a credit score supposed to do? Show that your a great employee? I'm afraid not. Save your rhetoric for someone gullible.
I have asked IFHA to help lower the house payment. The pricks have a virus called Short Sale. That is all they want to say, it is the same thing as foreclosing. I almost need to act violently just to get the payments to be lower.
I spoke with a banker yesterday. He actually gave me options. Someone who cares, a little empathy works IFHA. Think about it...IF you have a brain.
Here is a message for the IFHA. You are NEVER getting my new phone number. You were the ones that told me to get a new room mate. I tried, a pervert called my phone. I had to change my phone number. IFHA, it is your fault. Nobody is helping me find a way to relocate closer to work. Nobody is helping me with making things affordable. Nobody is helping me get somewhere that I am happy. There is nothing but fucktards in Nampa. There is nothing for me out here, I tried to find work here, THERE IS NOTHING.
All I want is my payments to be lowered and I will stop my bitching. I do not, I repeat, DO NOT want anyone else living with me in my home ever again.
I wish I would have known the housing market was shit. The real estate agent claimed that it was a good time. The house is worth half of what I am paying for it. After two years...two years.
I only got a room mate because it was scary in the house. Then my job was being threatened, then I got another room mate. The other room mate flaked out. The other one moved. Then the next was a flake, the next, and then the next. Not one normal person. Nobody will fill out the background check, I have no choice but to let them move in. I do not make enough money.
Roger, he is yet another flake. He fixed some of the things around the house. Then he started slacking. How about a 6 month probational period? His girlfriend stated, "I don't know when I'm coming back." I think residents in Arizona put in their months notice with that statement. Roger said the same thing.
The holidays pass. I hear from him. I tried calling him on the fourth, the phone was out of service. He changed his number. I sent him a message to call me for two days. He finally called me last night. He said he would be back on Monday. I ask him if he is coming back, he didn't say he was moving out.
I think everything is fine. I see a forwarding confirmation. I am sick of this. Oh, by the way, fuck the housing rules. I'm taking his shit and throwing it out the door and changing the locks AGAIN. There are TOO MANY rights for people that pull this shit. I should just foreclose on the fucking house. People say it ruins your credit. What is the point? What is a credit score supposed to do? Show that your a great employee? I'm afraid not. Save your rhetoric for someone gullible.
I have asked IFHA to help lower the house payment. The pricks have a virus called Short Sale. That is all they want to say, it is the same thing as foreclosing. I almost need to act violently just to get the payments to be lower.
I spoke with a banker yesterday. He actually gave me options. Someone who cares, a little empathy works IFHA. Think about it...IF you have a brain.
Here is a message for the IFHA. You are NEVER getting my new phone number. You were the ones that told me to get a new room mate. I tried, a pervert called my phone. I had to change my phone number. IFHA, it is your fault. Nobody is helping me find a way to relocate closer to work. Nobody is helping me with making things affordable. Nobody is helping me get somewhere that I am happy. There is nothing but fucktards in Nampa. There is nothing for me out here, I tried to find work here, THERE IS NOTHING.
All I want is my payments to be lowered and I will stop my bitching. I do not, I repeat, DO NOT want anyone else living with me in my home ever again.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
welcome 2011
I have been reluctant to make my movies. I got the new camera but I have done nothing but film random stuff. It's no fun being alone. I have a year worth of footage with whats his face.
I have not been up to much. I start school again tomorrow. I have been studying when I can and resting much more. I have been moping around because every time I look at someones profile, I see another girl calling him baby. Why do people do this to me? Christian is back...and he is someone I have not dared to touch again. Probably for about ten years. He's been in and out of my life.
Roger is on a trip, I think he may be putting in his months notice. I got some cash to get me by for Christmas. I got some books and movies. I found that I am missing Chaos Theory, I am not impressed with people right now. I did find the blanket that I got last year. I thought someone had taken it. I also renewed my registration. I have been so busy I forgot about it.
I am thinking of calling around to see how much it would be to fill the hole in the yard with gravel. I'm sick of the way my house looks. Paul said, "At least it looks better than when you first bought it." Really? My house looked better before I let him live in it.
I have grown leery about meeting anyone anymore. I hate being alone. I need to be with someone. If I can't be with Josh, I don't want to be with anyone at all.
This month, I have been working at call centers for five years. I have been working for the one I am at for a year. Pretty exciting.
I did not do anything for New Years. It was 17 degrees outside, I was bundled up and I still froze. I watched all the skankazoids running around with hardly anything on. The skirts were so short they may as well have been running in their underwear.
I have not been up to much. I start school again tomorrow. I have been studying when I can and resting much more. I have been moping around because every time I look at someones profile, I see another girl calling him baby. Why do people do this to me? Christian is back...and he is someone I have not dared to touch again. Probably for about ten years. He's been in and out of my life.
Roger is on a trip, I think he may be putting in his months notice. I got some cash to get me by for Christmas. I got some books and movies. I found that I am missing Chaos Theory, I am not impressed with people right now. I did find the blanket that I got last year. I thought someone had taken it. I also renewed my registration. I have been so busy I forgot about it.
I am thinking of calling around to see how much it would be to fill the hole in the yard with gravel. I'm sick of the way my house looks. Paul said, "At least it looks better than when you first bought it." Really? My house looked better before I let him live in it.
I have grown leery about meeting anyone anymore. I hate being alone. I need to be with someone. If I can't be with Josh, I don't want to be with anyone at all.
This month, I have been working at call centers for five years. I have been working for the one I am at for a year. Pretty exciting.
I did not do anything for New Years. It was 17 degrees outside, I was bundled up and I still froze. I watched all the skankazoids running around with hardly anything on. The skirts were so short they may as well have been running in their underwear.
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