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The Domicile of Despair (long, epic, get your popcorn)
This is amazing, and scary, so far. Can't wait until the next installment.
*offers iced pumpkin bread*
Low lie the Fields of Athenry/ Where once we watched the small free birds fly/ Our love was on the wing/ we had dreams and songs to sing/ It's so lonely around the Fields of Athenry
So, wintertime swings around, and as I don't have a driver's license, I have to take the bus every morning. Its a bad winter, too. (At least, for me. Born and raised in the south, anything below 50 is OMGCOLD)
One morning, it was about...20 degrees, and there was about four to six inches of snow on the ground. I was huddling on the curb, shivering, when a beat up Honda pulled up, stopped, and the window rolled down.
The driver asked if I needed a ride to school, and I admit, I was leery at first. I peeked inside the car, and hey, its the guy who I've seen at the college's computer lab. I vaguely remembered that one of my friends said she knew him, so I decided potential psychopath > standing in snow, and hopped in.
We chatted the whole way, and after what seemed like a waaaay too quick car ride, he dropped me off at the college, with a promise that we'd catch up again soon.
I was heading in to class, when I ran into the financial advisor from the college, who stopped me to ask how I was doing, and how things were going. I mentioned very, very briefly, how bad things were at the living complex, and he was upset by it. He asked me to meet him after classes, and explain in more detail.
Classes came and went, and I met up with the FA afterwards and told him a few of the crazy things that had happened. He took notes, and promised that he was going to discuss things with the board, because they didn't want to be associated with the place if that kept happening. I thanked him, and headed on back home, taking a side stop at a grocery store that delayed me.
That delay was a bad idea.
By the time I got back, apparently Slumlord had been chewed out. Big time. He confronted me, bringing him big ol' black Labrador, Rex, with him. (Not that I was afraid of the dog. He was a big ol' loveable lug!) I was vainly trying to balance some seriously heavy bags, and ripped me a new one. He had “no idea” that things had been so bad, I should've just come to him.
Well um, that's why I've always called you up?
Oh, but that was something totally different.
But you know, I've had to move rooms several times.
STILL SOMETHING DIFFERENT ARGABLARGA!
He got up in my face and told me that if I had issues, to come to him, and to not go “squalling off to the college board”. That things were tough enough on him as it was. He huffed on back to his office, leaving behind a very confused Rex, who just tried to nuzzle me all “i dunno lol”. This of course ticked off Slumlord even more, who came back outside for the dog, yelling at me to stop feeding him.
Whaaaa? Everything's WRAPPED UP, you idiot. I haven't fed your dog, whatever.
Poor Rex slunk on back, and I headed on back to my room, figuring this would all just blow over.
Another month passed, and I'd started to hitch rides with Computer Guy more and more, to the point that I hadn't bought my bus pass for that month. He'd even started to hang out at my place, and he was there when I got a rather lifechanging phone call, too.
My parents were getting divorced.
My father had left my mother, and mom was having to sell the house, and get rid of everything she could. Her new place wouldn't accept pets, and it was now up to me whether I wanted to take in my cat, Kyo, or she would have to find a new home for him.
I burst into tears, surprising the fudge out of CG, and when I updated him on the situation, he offered to help me get my cat. I thanked him, and after hanging up, started to make plans on what I was going to do. CG watched me run around cleaning up stuff, and then helpfully burst my bubble by mentioning that it was very, very possible that pets weren't allowed here.
Oh, bugger.
I went on down to Slumlord's office, and very meekly knocked and asked to discuss this with him.
The only way I can describe his facial expression, was the Grinch. Holy cow, it was a near perfect imitation, as he smiled and said SURE, bring your cat. After all, he has Rex, doesn't he?
Being an idiot, I was like “YAY thank you Slumlord!” And, I happily ran back down to tell CG the news, and to call my mother up to get the kitty's stuff together.
CG and I went down a couple of days later, and brought Kyo on back up. As we were bringing Kyo and a few of my items that I really wanted to make sure didn't get lost in the divorce chaos....we noticed that I had a paper stuck to my door, and that Slumlord was waiting down at the corner, grinning.
-End of Part Four, and probably my life after Lupo catches me-
By popular request....I am now officially the Enemy of Normalcy.
"What is unobtainium? To Seraph, it's a normal client. :P" -- Observant Friend
*wanders off to find Lupo, to help plan the next guilt trip*
woman, I am sleep deprived, and operating on 5 1/2 hours of sleep avg a night for the last 3, and still have 3 more shifts @ music fest plus one more day at the office ..... its not very safe to build me up and leave me hanging... i'm just saying....
please do add more soon....
I am well versed in the "gentle" art of verbal self-defense
Once is an accident; Twice is coincidence; Thrice is a pattern.
*starts baking*
- chocolate chip cookies
- oatmeal raisin cookies
- sugar cookies (too lazy/tired to make mincemeat cookies)
- cherry pie (from scratch, not just open the cans and dump)
- lemon meringue pie (from scratch)
- white chocolate chip/cranberry shortbread cookies
and finally:
- "dump cake" (called such b/c you pretty much just dump everything in the pan - 1 can dk cherry pie filling, 1 can crushed pineapple, 1 box white cake mix, 1 stick of butter; heat oven to 350; pour your cherries and pineapple into the pan(13x9) and spread even; open cake mix and distribute evenly over the top of fruit, slice butter thinly and place on top of cake mix topping, place in oven for 1 hour, or until top is golden brown - can be served warm or cold - left overs make a great breakfast)
*considers making a peanut or pecan brittle, but having never done it before is unsure*
I am well versed in the "gentle" art of verbal self-defense
Once is an accident; Twice is coincidence; Thrice is a pattern.
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