Ugh

May. 19th, 2006 02:38 am
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I'm 48,000 kinds of tired and cranky, the peeping tom was back this afternoon, the mold in the complex is still smelly and disgusting, and I have no idea what's going on with our lease. Haven't heard from them one way or the other about if they're renewing or not, so whatever. I presume that means be out by June 30th. or pay exorbitant amounts as a tenant at will.

The dance lesson went really well and allegedly my father is going to send us the monies, which would be great. Apparently, also, a guy who played at the tennis club hung himself and my father's friend, El Fagel Bagel (please don't ask... I have no idea what the guy's first name really is) also offed himself out in California. My father is a wonderful source of joy. Oh, and my bad knee is from Mom's side of the family and my doctor is a quack. And people wonder why I only call him once every few months.

As an addendum to above, all my father's friends have insane nicknames, such as The Knife (my godfather), The Nipper, Gordon the Tree Monster, El Bubela Von DaMoose, and The Slob. There are probably more and these are all people my father knew from New Jersey, so I have no idea if this is a Jersey thing or my father's just insane. If you're wondering, my father does not refer to any of these people by their given names, eg. "Your godfather, the Knife, and I were working on this job..." That indeed is a direct quote. Also, since I've known most of these people since childhood, I often relay stories verbatim. When I relayed the aforementioned phrase to Steven, it took me a while to figure out exactly why he was looking at me like I was insane. It sounded perfectly normal to me.

I have a rash on my arm. Gross. I need more benedryl. I also have to go to the bank tomorrow. I also bought approximately $84 worth of yarn for $13. My stash grows. Not that I'm knitting anything right now, but at least I have some yarn for when I have time.

Wow, I feel kind of sick. I'm going to check my flist and go to bed.

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Date: 2006-05-19 07:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sheevapanther.livejournal.com
o.O Just waht kind of business is your family in? Or should I say...Family with a caital F?

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Date: 2006-05-19 09:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilgrrl.livejournal.com
Haha, my father's a constracter and my godfather is a metalworker. My father also owns a tennis club. I think the Family vibe comes from him having lived in Jersey for many, many years.

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Date: 2006-05-20 03:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sheevapanther.livejournal.com
Cant say nuthin. Berkeley is like that. I had my friend Sparrow go in labor, and when I got to the hospital I said "I'm here to see my friend." The nurse said "Your name?" I said "Kat" She looked at me funny and told me the room number. I said "How do you know who I'm coming to see?" She said "Sparrow, right?" I nodded, and she said "Her boyfriend Mink is there now, as well as her friends Troll, Wolf, and Riff Raff. I figured Kat must be there too!"

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Date: 2006-05-20 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilgrrl.livejournal.com
That's awesome! Alas, none of my friends have cool nicknames, though.

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Date: 2006-05-20 02:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amity26.livejournal.com
My parents have nicknames for everyone. They are not as funny as your dad's though. Their neighbors are Hawk, Dashing Doris, El Lardo, and Mickey Mouse.
How is the apartment search going?

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Date: 2006-05-20 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] devilgrrl.livejournal.com
My father has some very impressive nicknames. It's good to know he's not alone, though.

We found one we really liked tonight. Now we just need to see if we can find the money to move out.

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