Rat in a Cage

After having the police at my door for the third time on Saturday, I decided to raise the terror level. Nearly every day this week I have came home and turned my music on. I moved my stereo back downstairs so the bass is right on the bitches’ heads! Yesterday I got in just after 5. I had my Mom with me. I turned on my iPod and Fleetwood Mac “Say You Will” came on. I think that song hadn’t been over long when my phone rang. It was someone from the office. She was being nice (fake) and asked me if I minded turning my music down. I told the bitch that it wasn’t that loud and that this whole thing is getting ridiculous. I’m pretty sure they were made aware that the police had been there Saturday night. I told her anyway and she acted like she didn’t know. She had nothing to say. I’m so sick of this shit. A noise complaint at 5 fucking 30? They’re miserable and need to die. Jamie knows the guy that lives behind me. He’s 50 and has lived in different parts of these apartments for ten years! He said he had friends over and partied until 6am on Saturday night. He never got any complaints, nor did we hear him. I don’t know what else to do, aside from not paying rent and getting evicted. The letter and the meeting proved pointless.
In other news, I need to sign up for my next round of classes. I have four to choose from. I think the only thing I take online now is the elective I have yet to choose. I’m not left with Professional Development, Public Speaking, and Investments. Fun, fun.

Time to take your driver's exam!

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No Longer a Fan of Youtube

Mergers suck! There used to be tons of videos on youtube that were copyrighted. I know I had quite a few that were. A few days ago I put two Esther Phillips songs from Satuday Night Live, 1975. I got emails from youtube that they violated NBC's terms of service. No big deal, or so I thought! I just went to log in and my whole account has been deleted!!!!!! I had stuff that was original. I spent a lot of time uploading that stuff! I've noticed a lot of stuff has been removed from youtube now since this merger with Google. This sucks more than anything that has ever sucked before! Now I've got to find a new video sharing website. Maybe I can use photobucket. I also found another site recently. In the meantime, F a bunch of youtube!

Horrible Advertising

This was on Citibank's website. This is one of the dumbest advertisements I've seen. The man looks like he's got cerebral palsy. Maybe I should take on that kind of stance from now on! It looks so natural. Look at their bikes. That's not the type of bike I want to be on in that type of terrain! What also comes to mind is all those pharmaceutical commercials. Nearly every one of them takes place outside. I think its the Cialis commercial that has the man and woman eating ice cream together and then they're outdoors in separate bathtubs. WTF? I mean, we're all adults here. Why not just show 'em havin' a good ole time and have them say its the best sex they've had since back when Harry could get it up on his own? They could even throw in some Alan Jackson "Remember When" for good measure. I'd switch my major to marketing if it weren't too late.

Boy are you ever extremely stupid!

I'm working on a paper for tort reform. I happened upon this today.

Going, going, NOT gone?

I met with my property manager last Tuesday. They wouldn't annul my lease, but they know all about the assholes. He brought in 5 pages of dated complaints/violations, along with some pictures! He wanted her to look at them while he was there and she refused. She offered to move them to another apartment, which they didn't accept. Apparently they had a house for sale where they're from in Tennessee. It sold and they've found a house. The manager said she thought they were trying to get out of their lease and felt they'd be out by the end of this month.
They had been gone for a week on Friday. I heard them yesterday. They were moving stuff into his truck. I was excited. I thought for sure they were packing up! They had a dog and a dog house with them. I left and his truck was gone when I came back, but her piece of shit Sebring convertible was there. (I've always hated Sebrings because of their lack of quality, and now I have even more reason to despise them.) I didn't want to take a chance on them doing something to my car before they left so I parked in the office lot. Wouldn't you know her car was back in it's normal spot when I left this morning! PLEASE LEAVE!