Geekman's World: The perils of everyday life

Time for an update.

We've moved into our new home, and it is awfully spiffy. It was a long and arduous process. Sunday was marred with much childish squabbling and hefty moving in the rain. I caught a cold and missed work on Monday. Nonetheless, we had told our landlords that we would be out of the house by Monday night. So that evening I was forced to move, while sick, which only made me sicker. I was a wreck and missed another day of work and my class.

I have a car. Steph's car. A 2001 Ford Focus. I need to assume ownership of the damn thing and get it insured, quite an arduous process, it seems. An "Out of Province Vehicle Inspection" was required, which the tires and rear brake shoes failed, requiring an expensive replacement. Now I remember that the freedom of owning a vehicle requires you to empty your bank account.

Then the old landlady calls me today and says that the new tenants claim that we didn't clean the place well enough before we left (which is bullshit not only because we did a good job, but also because we were rushed to do so by them when they announced they needed to move in that very evening). So she deducts $40 from the return of our damage deposit so that she can hire a service to clean up whatever mess it was that we left behind (apparently the fridge wasn't very well done). Ladies of household, take note: next time you clean the fridge you may charge your husband/boyfriend $40 for this service. Oh and get this, then the new tenants have the GAUL to call Iain to ask him if he knows how the stove works. Limey bastards.

I'm so spent. Right now I'm just crawling towards the next weekend. I really hope nothing else comes up between now and then.

wow, you're going to be tanked by the time I get there on friday aren't you! tell you what; you stay awake long enough for me to get off work, and I'll bring by a bottle of '03 J. Lohr Cab Sav that will knock your socks off (assuming you're wearing socks, but then you should be cause it'll be late and there's a draft when that other door is open, and it is only February after all, although it feels a little warm for February, but then not all that warm, and certainly not warm enough to be walking around drinking wine in a drafty house without socks, unless the wine just happens to be a bottle of '03 J. Lohr Cab Sav. Man, that stuff will knock your socks off. Assuming you're wearing socks...)

Crazy? I was crazy once... Anyhow, I'm just glad you guys got it all done ok. Wish I could have stayed to help, I reemed my manager out though for it. Oh and JZ? Don't you remember last February? We had like mid 20s and sun through most of it, it felt like June.

Last Feb was great. The weather was so sunny Jamie and I even got a climbing day in. In February. I'm hoping for a repeat; this is almost too much rain for this long-time Vancouverite.

It's 4am and I'm drunk. most of your party has gon to bed, and oh yeah, your Star Wars Trivial Pursuit game is for wanktardfaces. Steph fix3ed teh toilet while drunk and wewereplaying with the cat but it' kept trying to eat the pieces. loser. k, time for sleep, or more wine, I can't decide which...