well, the week has been somewhat hectic recently.... ive been having lovely and wonderful issues with this cocky landlord of mine... whose logic revolves around taking over our stuff, and scuffling our money. hell yea, honestly, tell me... whats a basement for? sure... some people use it as an entertainment den. which actually is an excellent idea, minus the fact that its stuffy, dusty, smells bad, and dirty. so what do u do with a basement like that? store stuff, right? but noooo... according to him, basements arent used for storing stuff. its used for storing air.. and anything that would render it empty. his reasoning? apparently, theres some underwater stream under this house, which threatens to put the place in a sinkhole if we actually store luggage there. vapours destroying the wall and shit. oh sure.... but i think he forgot theres no rivers or water spots even remotely close to my place, or sheffield, in that matter... unless the indoor swimming pool of the local sports center is linked to an underground stream, which flows right thru my basement, and missed the neighbours, which are happily storing their stuff away. so fine... i try to erm... drop my IQ to his level, so we can come on some understanding that he is mentally retarded. and he gives me less that 18 hours to removes a nice 50 boxes from my basement to somewhere else (dont ask how 20+ boxes got there in the first place). so, 18 hours to find somewhere else to throw 20+ big bad boxes. even if i put em all in my room, and stacked it to the ceiling, i couldnt fit everything. but well, we managed well enough, striving the whole night, breaking sweat after sweat, with no time for rest, and muscles aching, eyes heavy, and stomach roaring. but we managed. and that retarded fart decided not to show up for the check he was supposed to make. sheesh. what a way to make my day. i think im gonna sell off his furniture and washing machine, so that i can make a buck off it, coz i am so sure, i aint getting my deposite back anyway. argh.. enuff of bitching today. i need sleep. ta.

derek
9:34 AM

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