Oh, and Thank God!

Maybe someone associated with Bush does have common sense. Or, is that giving her too much credit?

They do NOT understand who they are dealing with

Because if they did they would know that I am anal retentive and like to have things planned out. And, that when they say they are going to provide me an estimate a week to 48 hours beforehand, I expect to see an estimate a week to 48 hours beforehand... not less than 24 hours beforehand.

What if I don't have enough money to close? They have now limited what I can do to fix that problem. Actually, they have almost completely prevented me from fixing that problem.

Can I take any legal action against them for this? Because if I lose the condo because of them I will not be happy. Also, they have, thus far, caused me a lot of pain and suffering.

Sorry, this is my freak-out for the day, and really it is just part of my on going freak-out.

ACK!

Making a cake

While it is nice to make a cake, especially for a special occasion, do I really need a complete stranger in the elevator at the MLK Jr. Library to suggest I go home and make one? I think not. And creepy.

However, in a completely unrelated tangent, I predict that after I move I will begin blogging about movies again. This is because a) I will have no roommates to distract me from this endeavor and b) work is slow again.

Please keep in mind this is only a prediction and I could be completely wrong and/or lazy and therefore this may not come to be.

Something to be happy about

Well at least something for me to be happy about and the rest of you to be jealous about... I just realized that from now until the week of January 29, 2006, I only work 1 full five-day work-week.

Let us all bask in this, shall we?

Hmmm, I may have to be "sick" one day that week (12/04-12/10).

I never thought I would do this.

I can't believe that I am even admitting to this... I went on a walk this afternoon, but didn't want to take my purse. However, I did want to take my wallet, camera, and some papers with me. Being as the walk was going to be about 2.5 miles round trip I knew I needed to be comfortable, which walking with the papers in one hand and the wallet and camera in the other , or any other combination was not. So, I broke down and put my wallet in my bra. That is correct. I used my bra as a carrying device for other something other than the obvious. Just like you see all the slightly (or not so slightly as the case may be) run-down women in movies store the cash there, I put my wallet there (sans money though since I have none). I am so ashamed.

UPDATE: 1:00 AM Oct 7, 2005
So I was changing into my PJs (sorry, not shants), and I noticed a slight discoloration around the upper breast area...my orange wallet DYED my boob from the sweat while I was walking. Who knew this would happen?

Speechless

Ah....No, ...ah...just, no.

I thought I wrote about them earlier, but I couldn't find it in the archives. Maybe it was all just a figment of my imagination, which is what I hope this whole relationship turns out to be: Just a figment of our collective imagination.

Totally worth the price of admission

You can see the rest of the pictures at iTurk. And if anyone knows how to get movies off of my camera and onto my computer let me know!

Again, everybody is doing it

So, for those of you who live under a rock. I kinda bought a house today. Because it wasn't a hectic enough of a day with the end of the fiscal year and the Coldplay concert tonight.

More details will be forthcoming.