Alright... I finally have some (potentially) good news. Nate spoke to Tim today and Tim says that the last day he is schedule to work at the Barnes & Noble here in town is August 7th... and as soon as he's done with that, he's moving back to Ohio.
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You have no idea what a relief that is! It's great enough that he's finally moving out, but to know that he'll be back across the country? Fabulous. You have no idea how many times I've warned Nate to never let Tim know our new address once we move.... or how many times I've planned on changing my phone number and license plates as soon as he left. But now? Everything's cool :-) Well, at least they SHOULD be. Still plenty of time for crap to go wrong.
The plan now is that Nate and I will just continue living in the apartment until the lease ends Sept. 8th. We were going to have to pay the rent all that time anyways, might as well live here!
Not much else is new. Work things are getting messed up DAILY and I've been so stressed out that I haven't had a good night's sleep in weeks. Who knew it could be so complicated to order a few thousand books?? Some people just need to stop freaking out and let go of their money! :-D
The only other thing that's new is my best friend is officially pregnant. And I'm incredibly jealous. I can't wait for school to start. Maybe once I'm surrounded by kids every day having a baby won't seem like such a good idea after all.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Update on Roommate Stuff
Well, as you can tell by my facebook status, things are not going well. It all started last night. I saw Tim left a hat on my chair in the living room. I took the hat and put it on this huge pile of his crap that sits outside his bedroom door. This morning I was in the kitchen and he yelled at me from in his room, "Don't you ever touch my stuff again you fucking bitch!" I didn't even know what he was talking about until he explained. I told him it had been on my chair, so I moved it, and I walked back to the bedroom.
He followed me to the bedroom and from there screamed at me and Nate for about an hour and a half straight all about how I'm the biggest psycho bitch in the world and how we both screwed him over, etc. When it was clear that we thought he was the psycho and that we weren't about to apologize for whatever it is we did wrong, he got even more pissed. He then accused me of cheating on Nate with a friend of mine and I don't think I need to tell you how close I was to throwing something at his head.
Luckily he left a bit later so Nate and I talked to the head of the apartment complex. We explained everything to her, and she said there was nothing any of us can do since we're all on the lease. Even though he threatened to kill us, there's still nothing we can do. Even though he has not paid anything since the first day we moved in, there's nothing we can do. I asked her if we could move out and have them do a walkthrough to show that we hadn't damaged anything... and then I'd even continue paying the rent until the lease expired in September. She said that we were responsible for the apartment until the lease ended... so they wouldn't do that walkthrough for me and if we moved out and Tim trashed the place, it would still be our fault. She then sent us away, saying there was nothing to be done.
My thought after leaving the office was that Tim could destroy all of our stuff and we'd 1) Not be able to prove it was even our stuff and 2) Wouldn't be able to prove that Tim was the one who broke it. So Nate and I ran out and got a uHaul and rented a storage facility downtown. We now have virtually nothing of our own in this apartment other than our bed, clothes, the pets, and some books. So I'm still not sure what we're going to do. Can I live in this tiny room for another month and a half? Should I go ahead and get a new place but pop in here constantly to check and make sure Tim hasn't destroyed anything? And if he HAS destroyed something... what would I do about it?? There's nothing I can do. I thought about us moving out and just not paying the August rent. Tim would then be evicted, but I don't know what that would do to my credit, etc. I just want them to evict Tim and then I'll give them whatever money they want, you know? I just can't take this anymore. I mean, he said I was completely full of myself and in love with myself and why don't I go "learn yoga so that I can lick my own cunt."
I'm going crazy. Someone help me :-(
He followed me to the bedroom and from there screamed at me and Nate for about an hour and a half straight all about how I'm the biggest psycho bitch in the world and how we both screwed him over, etc. When it was clear that we thought he was the psycho and that we weren't about to apologize for whatever it is we did wrong, he got even more pissed. He then accused me of cheating on Nate with a friend of mine and I don't think I need to tell you how close I was to throwing something at his head.
Luckily he left a bit later so Nate and I talked to the head of the apartment complex. We explained everything to her, and she said there was nothing any of us can do since we're all on the lease. Even though he threatened to kill us, there's still nothing we can do. Even though he has not paid anything since the first day we moved in, there's nothing we can do. I asked her if we could move out and have them do a walkthrough to show that we hadn't damaged anything... and then I'd even continue paying the rent until the lease expired in September. She said that we were responsible for the apartment until the lease ended... so they wouldn't do that walkthrough for me and if we moved out and Tim trashed the place, it would still be our fault. She then sent us away, saying there was nothing to be done.
My thought after leaving the office was that Tim could destroy all of our stuff and we'd 1) Not be able to prove it was even our stuff and 2) Wouldn't be able to prove that Tim was the one who broke it. So Nate and I ran out and got a uHaul and rented a storage facility downtown. We now have virtually nothing of our own in this apartment other than our bed, clothes, the pets, and some books. So I'm still not sure what we're going to do. Can I live in this tiny room for another month and a half? Should I go ahead and get a new place but pop in here constantly to check and make sure Tim hasn't destroyed anything? And if he HAS destroyed something... what would I do about it?? There's nothing I can do. I thought about us moving out and just not paying the August rent. Tim would then be evicted, but I don't know what that would do to my credit, etc. I just want them to evict Tim and then I'll give them whatever money they want, you know? I just can't take this anymore. I mean, he said I was completely full of myself and in love with myself and why don't I go "learn yoga so that I can lick my own cunt."
I'm going crazy. Someone help me :-(
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
My Book in Tags
I just used the website Wordle (http://wordle.net/) to make a tag cloud from my book. For those of you unfamiliar with tag clouds, the more I use a word, the larger the word appears. They obviously took out words like "he", "she", "and", etc. Kind of neat, huh?
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Realization: I Hate Having Summers Off
Okay okay, I know a normal person would LOVE to have summers off. Especially in a town like Vegas. The weather is always nice, it's the city that never sleeps, etc. So I should be having the time of my life, right?
Umm.... no.
I am completely unable to entertain myself. I don't know how I turned into a workaholic, but it seems like if I'm not working on something I just have no idea what to do. What makes it worse is that Nate is a complete workaholic when it comes to his book, so he's always busy. So basically, when I'm not working I bug Nate for awhile and then try to find some more work to do. I vacuum a lot. Laundry is another thing that always seems to be there when I need something to do. Other than that I have been reading like nonstop. I'm averaging about a book and a half a day. But really... what kind of life is that? I should really go out and do something fun, but fun costs money... and as I said a post or two ago, this is a time to save, not spend. Which sucks. So I'm pretty miserable. I can't wait to have a normal schedule once school starts. I feel like I'll be much more sane and happy.
Speaking of becoming more sane and happy... please God someone make my roommate move out!! Not only is he driving me crazy and causing me to live in my bedroom instead of the entire apartment, but I learned even more about him that makes my skin crawl. Long long ago he told us some horrible stories about 2 of our mutual friends. We kind of stopped talking to those friends because of it and of course now I find out that my roommate is full of crap and made up all that stuff. We've been talking to the two friends again and boy did they ever have some freaky stories about my roommate! I've been sleeping with the door locked and have been avoiding him like the plague. I just keep telling myself that we're moving out in the first week of September... so this will all be over soon.
In happier news, I found out my friend Danielle and her husband are DEFINITELY coming out to Vegas to visit this December! I can't wait. It's just going to be so nice to actually have a guest bedroom and stuff to offer them. I can't wait to move!!!!!!! Have I mentioned that my neighbors sell drugs? Like I REALLY REALLY want to get out of here.
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