I’m finished

So I’ll be moving out. I don’t know where I’ll go and its been snowing for ages. But I’ll be moving. I’m not staying here. Melissa screamed at me tonight because my poop stinks. I mean stood in the hallway and screamed at me. I told her to leave me alone and she proceeded to tell me to do my laundry. Wait, screamed at me. Jenn said….oh, that’s right. Jenn said nothing. Jenn did nothing. Jenn just signed her lawsuit into action. Her only saving grace is the possibility of a roommate. Someone to move into the apartment across the hall with me. But I’m not staying here.

I don’t know what I’m going to do. I don’t know how this is going to work out. But I can’t stay here. I’ve been beaten back into a corner. I’ve been poked and prodded with a stick and ignored by the one person who can help me. Well, she better hope that I can find a roommate. Cause while I’m moving into a new apartment, they’ll be looking for lawyers. I’ve already got a lawyer, and I won’t be paying him anything.

I used to feel sorry for Jenn. But now I don’t care. She can rot in this miserable apartment alone. Oh wait. The landlords said if I stopped paying my rent, they would evict everyone from our apartment. So, not only will they be dealing with a lawsuit, but they’ll be homeless. Won’t that be fun for them, especially when the snow won’t stop.

Shazar

January 31, 2007

HOLY WOW! Kick ass Rory!!!! You know, I don’t feel sorry for them in the least – they had many an opportunity to help make things better. I agree with Dustin – breakin’ plates will freak them out! Don’t forget to start foaming at the mouth too! 😀 I won’t break the circle! Good luck! You’re right though… the less people you tell, the more potential is has of coming through. Sometimes are meant to be shared, some are not. Such is life. Enjoy your pink and green combination. 🙂 Always on your side of the boxing ring, me!

February 8, 2007

Your notes made me chuckle. Sorry to hear the commute is taking longer, though I suppose it’s much safer! 🙂 And hurray for Charlotte – my first car was like that – Comfortable; the current one and I are working on that relationship still, because it’s a bit too “new.” As for your questions: 1. Panic – Not sure; probably any situation requiring physical violence. I’m not a fighter kind of person, so I’d probably freak out a bit. Though usually I can intimidate people just by looking at them. 🙂 2. Words about my car: Confident, Adaptable, Capable is probably my favorite word for it.

3. Car Names a. Phantom6 – Because my friend thought my car was a 6-cyclinder, and I replied (waving my hands all magic like) “Oooh, yeah… it’s a Phantom Six!” b. Lord of the Rings – Felix’s name for his car; because the Audi had 4 rings in the logo. Not my type of name, but then again… not my car! 🙂 c. The Giaour – based on the poem by Lord Byron; “Giaour” meant “infidel.” Really good story, you shoudl read it! And I felt like an outsider with that car. Plus the coloring was very middle-eastern (desert like), so it fit the poem well. d. Alexa – named after my favorite Billy Joel song, “The Downeaster Alexa.” Probably the closest “girl” name I’ll have for a car for a while. e. The Dark Prince – it’s dark, and it’s princely (leather seats!). And I kind of fit into the same category, so we’re sharing the title. Until I can come up with some other name. And despite being called “Prince,” my car is still a girl. Go figure that one out. 😉