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Fuck Landlords In The Arse

May 6th, 2008 | 1 Comment | Posted in Annoyed, Aspendale, Sick

I feel like shit at the moment. I have this cold/flu thing that has been circulating amongst my friends and it’s totally wiped me out. All I’ve wanted to do is sleep…yes, even more than usual. People always look at me strangely when I say this, but surely I’m not the only person who’s skin hurts when they are unwell? Like, my skin is so sensitive and it aches so badly when I’m crook, but every time I’ve told people that they look at me like I’m the Bearded Lady’s even beardier and more portly conjoined twin. I just get that “WTF?” look.

If I wasn’t feeling so average, I’d be excited to tell you that we finally got a heater today! Yeah, so it took 6 months to come but it’s here…I think they were hoping we’d have left before they had to actually replace it. But at the rate we’re going, we could be here right up until the last possible day. Rental inspections are at ridiculous times like 1.40pm-1.50pm on a Monday, so it’s hard for everyone to see the properties, and even if they have been suitable, landlords can be so fussy now that they don’t take the first eligible applicant…they can pick and chose exactly who they want coz demand outweighs supply. It’s insane. The prices we’re looking at paying are twice what it would have cost a year or 2 ago. Shithouse.

Anyway, that’s about all I can tell you at the moment. I’m too knackered to write about anything else tonight. Stay tuned.

Teething Problems

So I went to the Dentist the other day to finally arrange having my top 2 Wisdom teeth out. I was really worried and anxious about what the Dentist would be like…Most I’ve seen have been terrible. But this guy was lovely! He reminded me of Hector Alezondo… you know the guy from Pretty Woman and Chicago Hope? The mere fact he looked like someone I like put me at ease instantly. He told me he’d be able to take them out in 30 mins! Could you believe it? I told him he’d want to do a good job of it, because the last Dentist I saw ended up on THE LIST. He laughed and told me he’d use plenty of Anesthetic to make sure he doesn’t end up on THE LIST. So now that that is sorted and I have an appointment to have my teeth out, I’m feeling much more relieved. 19th June…. c’mon June!

Speaking of the 19th of June, that’s the last day of my Lease here. I told you my Landlord gave me a notice to vacate yes? What a cunt. But then again, it’s totally for the best coz this house is falling apart and my Lanlord is an absolute arsehole. Although, looking for a house at the moment is a nightmare. Seriously, a total nightmare. We applied for a place last week in Parkdale… we were the first ones in with an application… we gave them a folder that had everyones payslips and references in it, and still we didn’t get the house. They gave it to the couple with the baby on the way. Fuck couples in the arse! They are the bane of my existence at the moment. They are thwarting every chance we have at finding a place to live.
The pressure to find somewhere to live is mounting. The fact that Nate isn’t paying the rent here certainly isn’t helping matters! I’m in constant fear of falling 14 days behind in the rent and having them evict us even earlier than June. So yes, as you can tell, the housing issue is definitely a big stress for me right now.

The other day a guy I know told me that I was a spectacular woman and that any man would be lucky to snag me. It totally made my day. It was really sweet to hear someone say that.

In other news, I am ridiculously horny and need to get back on the horse soon. 12 months is a long time my friends. I think I’ve missed kissing more than anything to be honest…oh and spooning. Can’t forget spooning.

Any and all donations of AA Batteries and/or housing gladly accepted.

Sweet Merciful Crap in a Bucket

I know that most of the following rambling is completely incoherant, but I was so mad when I wrote it that my fingers momentarily disconnected from my brain! It was an email to Nate to update him about the absolute stupidity of the Real Estate agent we rent through. We put in an application for a new housemate nearly 2 weeks ago and we’ve still not heard back, even after I’ve called repeatedly.  Although a guy has moved in upstairs (think John Jarret in Wolf Creek! ARGH!) and he put in his application days after ours and had his approved. And then I start going on about repairs to the heater, which hasn’t worked for months.

I”M SO FURIOUS at the real estate. I’m about to lodge a complaint with them with the residential tenancies i think.

I just got off the phone at 3.56pm (this is for you and my own records!) where Sara said I was being “ridiculous” then she went back on it after I said “EXCUSE ME?”
She was incredibly rude, raised her voice to me, told me “She can’t just say to the owner, are you approving their application and get an answer in Ten minutes” and I said “well it’s hardly been ten minutes has it? Am I supposed to wait indefinetely?” ANd she told me i was being ridiculous!!!!

She said that the landlord doesn’t have to approve anyone they don’t want. They don’t know if they want another person living here.
I said that’s not what the tenants union of Victoria say. I said the Tenancy act says

Tenants cannot assign or sub-let without
the landlord’s agreement. However, the
landlord cannot unreasonably withhold their
consent. If the landlord withholds their
consent, the tenant can apply to the Tribunal
for an order that the consent of the landlord
is not required.

She said that’s not true and they don’t have to approve anyone they don’t want to and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Then she said she could print it out for me if i like?

And I said well while you’re at it, you can print out the part on urgent repairs…..which include but are not limited to having a working heater!

And she said that it would cost over 1000 dollars and I questioned how she knew that, given that the heater is less than 12 months old, should be under warranty and they don’t even know what’s wrong with it, so I don’t see how they could “assume” it will cost over 1000. She said given how expensive it is, she can’t approve it. The landlords don’t want her to approve any maintenance unless they know about it.

I said well it should have been fixed within 3 days of us first mentioning it. it qualifies as an urgent repair. She said no it doesn’t and that it costs too much.  I said “No one has even come out here to look at it, so HOW COULD THEY KNOW HOW MUCH IT IS?” And she said “well, i’ve seen plenty of heater repairs and that’s how much it costs”!!!

And then I said, “Is there a supervisor of yours I could speak to please?”
And she said “Why do you want to speak to my supervisor!?”
And I replied that she’d been nothing but rude and completely unhelpful with our situation. She’s given us absolutely no feedback. If she had called JUST ONCE or replied to ONE EMAIL, it would have smoothed a lot of tensions but she hasn’t even been bothered to do that. I’ve called about 20 times in the last 3 weeks, left copious amounts of voice mail messages, emailed and the 2 times I got onto her, she said she didn’t know what was going on and she’d call the landlord to find out.  No further response. No indiciation of what was going on! No “look, the landlords aren’t sure about the application, so they’re just going over it, it shouldn’t be long til you have a decision” NOTHING. She’s been so rude to me every time I call.

I”M FURIOUS. 

So yes, that’s the email that I managed to purge most of my rage into while I cried with frustration. Then, I had a falling out with James, just for good measure. So really, today has been fucking swell.

“I know I appear calm, but let the record show that I am expressing my outrage at this situation”

Chicken Goo and Clearing the Air

Why hello Internet! I’ve missed you so much these past 2 weeks without you!

Times they are a changing, again. Nate has officially moved out so Karishma and I have been trying to find a housemate to fill the gap. We’ve found this awesome guy who’s super keen, but the Real Estate/Landlord are fucking us around and taking forever to let us know whether they have approved him or not. I call every day and the Property Manager never bothers to return my calls. I imagine they’ll call pretty quickly when they figure out that without a 3rd housemate, the rent won’t get paid. Seriously, it’s getting ridiculous.

I’ve had a cold for the past 2 weeks and it has sucked the big one. I’m full of goo that has an aftertaste not dissimilar to chicken soup. It’s revolting. I’m meant to eat chicken soup, not being coughing it up and snotting it out!

I’m struggling a bit at the moment with how to tell a friend something that is bugging me, but I don’t want to hurt their feelings. I keep thinking that the problem will go away, but it doesn’t and I don’t know how to bring it up because I know what their actions aren’t intentional. Am I best to just suck it up and get over it? Or should I say something to clear the air but risk hurting their feelings for the sake of my own? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

Speaking of hurt feelings, Nate said something the other day that really pissed me off and I just need to vent. So his girlfriend has just had a baby. No, not his. Anyway, the 3 of them came down to finalize his move and take everything back to wherever it is they live. The bubba is brand new and I was super clucky with her. When I wasn’t holding her, I would gaze at her little facial expressions as she surveyed the room. Anyway, Nate saw me watching her and I must have had that maternal look on my face and he says in a smartarse tone “Why don’t you just have your own? This ones mine”. Oh man, that got me mad. Okay, for starters, he knows damn well that there’s a good chance I can’t have my own kids. It’s not like he isn’t aware of this fact and how sensitive I am about it. But to then rub it in my face that he got to walk into a relationship where his new GF was 8 months pregnant and now he’s calling himself this kids dad, just gave me the absolute shits. I think I shot back something back at him that was nasty, but I can’t remember what it was. I was just so fucking mad and upset that he would say something so ridiculously insensitive. It might sound like I’m blowing it out of proportion, but it really did feel like an super low blow coming from Nate. Meh, just another thing to suck up and get over.

I’m thinking about adding a page to my blog to chronicle the whole Crazy Med change. I think it would be cathartic to have an outlet in which to write freely about the experience without hogging up space here where people might not necessarily want to read it. I’ll set it up in the next few days.

Anyways, send me good vibes for the new housemates application approval. I think I’m gonna need it.

Under the Blacklight

January 22nd, 2008 | No Comments | Posted in Aspendale, Friends, Home Life, Nate, Sick, Things that are awesome

Things have changed again on the home front. I forgot to mention a few months back that the kids we had living with us ended up fucking off one day, without paying bills or rent, so we ended up royally screwed. Thankfully, Karishma was looking for some where to live, and go figure, she thought she could put up with the likes of us and 3 cats. She’s been an awesome house mate. I still can’t get over how well we get along when living together. We’ve known each other for years and never been super tight, but we’ve both got very strong personalities so I really had reservations that we’d clash. Turns out, she’s a Caramello Koala like me…hard chocolate outside, gooey caramel centre, and she’s been fantastic to live with.
Nate on the other hand who I love and while, great to live with, is the kind of house mate that makes you want to scream. Every few months, he meets a girl, loses his mind and decides he wants to move in with them. In December, he had plans to move to Tasmania, which is what prompted my post about the likelihood of me becoming a travelling hobo roaming the streets. Of course, he broke up with the girl he was moving to Tassie for, and decided to stay in Melbourne for another 12 months. Guaranteed. I told him I wouldn’t sign the lease again if he wasn’t willing to commit to another 12 months. Sure, no problem… Well, that was the plan, til he met a new girl and no later than 2 months later, he’s decided to up and move to Buttfuck Nowhere, country Victoria. I haven’t seen him in God knows how long, he’s been staying with her for the last month and a half, but apparently he has put some ads online looking for a new house mate. I have told him I won’t be pushed into taking on housemates like the kids who lived here (at his insistence…I was being “judgemental” by saying I thought they would rip us off…ha!) just so he can get out of the lease. We’re looking for a professional male who’s happy to live outside in the bungalow, who comes and goes as he pleases and isn’t going to be bringing moronic friends to the house. If you know someone who fits this description, hell, it might even be you…drop me a line.

I think I have a brain tumour. I have this lump on my head, which will probably turn out to be some sort of cyst (eww), and it hurts like buggery. It’s causing half my head to hurt! Knowing my luck, it’ll be some sort of parasitic twin that didn’t form properly in the womb. IF that’s the case, I’m quitting this life and starting anew as a carney in the Freakshow.

In any case, I certainly won’t be the hunchback freak of the travelling circus, thanks to the Mothership and the old man. They were awesome enough to get me a new mattress for my birthday, and I’ll be fucked if it isn’t the most comfortable thing of all time. There’s a high probability that if you’re reading this, I’ve slept with you at some point you’ve been to my house and sat on my bed, so you would know my old mattress was less comfortable than a sweeping of hay in a corner. The new mattress is so thick and comfy, it almost makes my bed look like a loft bed! I’m thinking I might need some sort of step ladder just to climb atop of it every night. I’m giddy just thinking about how perfectly comfortable my new bed is, which is a dangerous thing given my propensity to spend an insane amount of time in bed as it is.
While I love my new mattress with all my newly aligned spine, I will miss the old one. Every person I’ve ever slept with has shagged on that bed at some point, so invariably, it holds a lot of…memories. Granted, if the CSI team shone the blue light over it, it would light up like Chernobyl, putting most Formulae One motels to shame. Goodbye shitful blue mattress with your lack of spinal support, we had a lot of good times but now it’s time for you to be dragged onto the nature strip, the way of all soiled mattresses, waiting patiently for a scavenger to pick you up and give you a good home in a spare room somewhere. RIP 1998-2008. You will be sadly missed.

It turns out I suck at editing movies and I have a stockpile on my hard drive of everything I’ve filmed since Xmas. I’m thinking about just releasing it as a “best of” compilation, rather than trying to make 6 or 7 lack lustre youtube clips that no one will ever watch anyway. I promise to get it done in the next few days.

That’s about all I’ve got for the moment. Hope things are awesome for you :)

I’m not the footpath, so quit walking on me.

It’s fucking freezing here in the house. I’m wearing my hoe jacket (sexy faux leopard fur that makes me look like I’ve just walked off Gray Street) just to keep warm! I had been wearing my dads jumper but he stole it back when I went to visit last night. Bastard! Aside from my cat, it’s been the only source of warmth I’ve had since the cold weather came on.
I’ve been calling the Real Estate, busting their arse to chase down my landlord so they can install a decent heater. The one we have no is a piss weak electric heater on the wall in the lounge that would struggle to warm even the toilet, let alone a kitchen/lounge room with 14ft ceilings! They’d better come through with some source of heat, or I’m just going to start a bloody bonfire in the lounge room.

Lauren is moving out tomorrow and to be honest, I’m kinda glad. We’ve had lots of fun living together but lately we haven’t really been getting along very well and I think living apart will be much better if we wish to maintain any sort of friendship. We had an argument the other night and she’s been abrupt with me since. I said some stuff that I should probably have just kept to myself and we had it out in the hallway. I thought we were okay after that, but we’re not. She said she wasn’t shitty at me but given she yelled at me when she said it, I’d say she wasn’t being entirely honest. I was fairly hurt considering I’d really hoped we could have a nice dinner, just the 3 of us to say goodbye and goodluck. Whatever. To be honest, it pisses me off coz I think I’ve been a pretty good friend to her and I’m always there when her other friends have ditched her, but I guess she doesn’t see it that way. I hope distance and perspective will entice her to treat our friendship a little bit better. 
I plan on sleeping or staying in my room tomorrow while she’s moving. I think the stress of the move will lead to short tempers and I can see it ending up in tears. My tears anyways. I’m really just not in the mood to bother when I’m treated so poorly in return all the time.

Speaking of friendships, I’m pissed off with Michael. I’m tired of always being the one to message him, invite him to do things, email him. People who ditch their friends when they find someone better really give me the shits. I guess I get sick of giving heaps in a friendship and getting fuck all in return. Truthfully, I’ve felt that way pretty much all my life. The only friendships I really ever get back the effort that I put in are with Teeds and Ange and Nate. I really can’t think of any other relationships where I’ve felt I didn’t make all the effort. Teeds and I are going to hang out on Friday night so I will ask Andrea along and we can hang out like old times.

I spent last night at the folks place, basking in the glow of their glorious heater. It was perfect. I was toasty and warm, mum and I got to chat, we watched Boston Legal on Foxtel and we drank Chai tea. The mothership and I should really make that a weekly date. Perhaps I will stay on Thursday night, after we go to the city together. Mum has a job interview so I’m going to kick it in the CBD. Any ideas of stuff I should do?

Okay, it’s officially too late and I’m starting to notice stalactites dangling from my nostrils. Damn this cold house!

 

PS. How much do I love Windows Live Writer Beta 2??

Call off the Search

May 27th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Aspendale, Home Life

After a tense few weeks of searching for a new housemate to replace Lauren, we finally found one on Friday. Her name is Emily and I think she’ll be a great addition to the house. It’s such a relief to know that we’ve secured someone to take over Laurens room, otherwise we’d have struggled a bit financially, so it’s great not having to worry about it. In other house related news, I did a heap of stuff around the place today. The front and backyard got a neaten up, we nailed some fence palings back on to the fence and I bought some carpet stain remover coz I couldn’t bring myself to look at the ugly yellow stains on the lounge room floor any longer. There was an…incident…involving some cat worming paste. Cat + Worming Paste= Feline Equivalent of the the scene from the Exorcist!
It feels good to have gotten the majority of the house under control. Now all I have to do is fix up my bedroom and do some paintings for the walls in the lounge room, as Loz has taken down the artwork we had up there previously. 4 Canvases will be my little craft project this week. I’m also going to sew some curtains for the bathroom, just to pretty it up a little bit.

I was going to write more but the cat hasn’t stopped meowing at me for the last 30 mins, which is my cue to go to bed. Will post more tomorrow.

Ch Ch Changes

My poor little PC died at the end of last week, and he’s still in the shop being repaired. In turn, I’m using Nates PC which has found its way into my bedroom. Living with another nerd rocks.

I think I got a job today. I’m not sure how permanent it is, but we’ll see how it pans out. I’m doing some work for a bird I volunteer at the Op Shop with. When I know what the situation is, I’ll elaborate further.

In other news, I’m so over my course. I’m gonna stick it out for the time being, but I’m disappointed by the lack of creative challenge. I really had hoped that Web Design would let me express my creative side, but it’s mostly just coding and stuff that bores the shit out of me. I’ve lost my study mojo.

Loz moves out at the end of this month. I’m stressed about finding a new housemate. Any one wanna move in with yours truly? I’ll cut you a great deal on a room in a house by the beach…complete with ensuite and a plethora of cats!

I caught the train home from my new job tonight. At Night! By myself! From Frankston! While I’m excited about the whole catching Public Transport thing, I think I’m equally as excited over whole making it home alive from Franga!

My chair is broken. I’m not sure what the hell happened, I just came in to my room and it was fucked. I’m sitting on it now, but it feels like a mechanical bull beneath me. And not in the fun yehaw kind of way.

I miss writing in depth stuff here…every few months I have an attack of the guilts and worry that I might piss someone off if I write anything too personal. I’m sure I’ll get over it, but trust me, I know my entries of late have been fairly lack lustre. It just feels like something inside me is broken and I don’t know how to fix it. I don’t know where my creative mojo has escaped to.
If anyone sees the right side of my brain floating around somewhere, be sure to tell it I’m looking for it.