I have a history of Shingles. It's called on "old persons" illness, because most people who get it are old and have weak immune systems.
I got my first case when I was about 10, and manifested on my left hip. My second case appeared last year around Mid January, and it decided to manifest under my right arm.
And now I think I'm developing a third case.
Shingles is brought on by stress, usually following other sicknesses that have had a chance to weaken the immune of the host. It attacks by selecting a weakened nerve system, attaches to it, then grows out to where ever the nerve touches the skin to make a very annoying and painful rash, (my doc gave my vicodin last time, and I have funny stories about THAT). As I'm sure you all know, I'm waaaaaay beyond just stressed. I just got the first sign under my left arm. :/
Wanna know something fun about it?
You have Shingles as well.
That is, if you've had the chicken pox before. Most people have. Shingles is from the same virus. When you first had pox and your body fought it off, the virus didn't magically dissolve from your body. It went latent and hid itself.
In my case, it likes to make an appearance every so often. And since I was sick two weeks ago, and I've been driven crazy the last five months, is it any surprise it's had a chance to manifest again?
Why? I hate my life sometimes. >:/
Enough about my ridiculous ailments. On to what the post is REALLY about!
So I had a chance to do some research about the bills I've paid thus far and have come up with some decent news that means I have leverage against Kittie! 8D A highlight to an otherwise aggravating ailment.
When I talked to the manager about the W/S/G bills, she informed me that the bill due on the 1st of February was indeed for December. We will be paying that one, since we were there. She informed me that all the W/S/G bills were billed in rear. Meaning, if it was January, you would pay for the water/sewage/garbage from NOVEMBER. If you were billed in December, you would be paying for October... and so on.
But this got me to thinking, and when I had a chance to put two and two together, I realized that Kittie had made Beta and I pay for a month of W/S/G that we were not present for!
We moved in September 2010. We only paid for rent in September, that I am sure. However, in October, I got temporary checks from my bank while my check books were being processed, and I wrote three checks. One for rent, one for W/S/G, and one for energy.
If we were billed in October, that meant that I was paying for the month of August. A month that Beta and I were NOT present for! 8D
So we will not be paying for January's W/S/G bill because of this.
As for the other bills, here is my POLL. The remaining bills are $30 for a comcast bill I paid in cash that she doesn't remember me paying. Another $30s for comcast for this month, of which we only used the internet. And $68 for the Energy bill she said we wouldn't have to pay at the beginning of the month. A total of $128.
Beta has decided he wants to NOT pay her anything for these, and tell her if she really wants the money she can take us to small claims court for it. Do you all think this is acceptable? Opinions wanted.
I plan on paying the bills that we actually think we owe directly to the manager, so none of OUR money goes into her hands. She'd just get a credit on the next months bill for what we paid.
Anyways. That is all for tonight. I'm going to go pass out.
All my angry love,
Apples
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Save the Drama for your Mamabitch
So we are finally OUT.
Saturday night was the first night we slept in our new temporary home. All day Saturday we packed, Beta's family helped us move our furniture, and we finally got the last of it to the house at around midnight.
But not before Kittie popped her head in and asked us about the bills.
And we were like.. Uh. What bills.
Cause didn't we go over this at the beginning of the month? She asked us if we planned on helping out for the electricity bill? We said no, since we planned on being out before the 15th, so why pay for an entire month we would be gone the majority? She said "Okay, then don't use the heat, Dora, Ember and I can't afford that giant bill again."
Doesn't that sound like Okay, then don't turn on the heat and you wont have to help pay?
Well, that's what we took it as.
So she was badgering us as we were loading things into the car, and we told her we'd talk about it when we were done, cause I didn't want to argue while holding a bunch of heavy shit. We ended up just packing everything and leaving for the night. She texted me almost instantly asking if we were coming back, and I told her we were tired and would stop by tomorrow at ten.
Ten came along too soon.
We showed up at the apartment, and the first thing she told us was we owed her almost $200.
$30 for last month's comcast bill, which I already paid her for in week two of this month. I remember, because it came out of my tips.
$30 for this month's comcast bill, which we don't think we should pay, because we never watched TV cause we weren't really welcomed into the living room. If anything, I'd pay far part of the internet portion of the bill, since that's all we used.
$24 for W/S/G for what I thought was this month's bill. [After speaking with the manager to clarify, we will be paying this one, and I'm good with that, since we were here for December.]
And around $100 for the energy bill. Which she said at the beginning of the month we wouldn't have to pay. And I doubt the energy bill was THAT expensive. It couldn't have been when they were being so stingy about what was being used.
As well as pay part of the damage deposit because Beta put a hole in our door. [This one we are not going to pay, because when we GOT the room, it was already severely damaged from the previous roommate, who paid the original deposit.]
She also blamed us for a patch of mold in the corner of our room that was behind our dresser. She asked us how we didn't smell it, a statement that made me stunned, because she was living in a room where every piece of furniture was COVERED in mold. And she didn't even know, because it doesn't have a SMELL. Yet we have a single small patch, and she freaks out because we couldn't smell it?! [I will be posting pictures some time in the next two days about THAT.]
A yelling match ensued. We fought hard. Mamabitch lead most of the drama, and when we told her to stay out of it, [Beta even told her to go fuck yourself :) ] she told us no, because if we didn't pay, she'd have to pay for it.
Well then, Mamabitch. Maybe you shouldn't have bought your spoiled rotten Kittie a thousand dollar camera, which she will only use for maybe two classes, then discard because she doesn't want to be a photographer, or a new violin she'll never learn to play that will just end up just gathering dust under her bed, then you might have enough to pay for things that actually matter.
Anyways. After us explaining why we didn't think we had to pay, and arguing about if I did or didn't pay her the $30 for Dec. comcast bill, and back and forth about the deposit and damages and bull shit, Mamabitch decided to drop a bomb.
"If you don't pay, we won't sign the release."
W.
T.
F.
Stunned silence.
Uh. No. Everyone already agreed to sign our release. AND LILY ALREADY MOVED IN. What did they expect US to do? Move back into that hell hole? Pay Lily's rent? FUCK NO. Out of the fucking question. It was then that I realized what they had done.
Kittie and the girls purposely didn't sign the release at the beginning of the month, or throughout the rest of the month when we were bugging them about it, and still haven't signed the release...
So they could try to pin us with all these bills.
We we're steaming. All the we're saying was how they weren't going to sign our release now, and a bunch of other bull shit. I just stood up, yelling "SHUT THE FUCK UP. WE ARE LEAVING." And we grabbed the last of our things we saw in the room, and walked out. Kittie called out as we left, "What about the keys?"
"You'll get the fucking keys when WE get OUR release!"
Then we went to the office to talk to the manager. By this point, I'm crying in frustration, and Beta can barely stand still with how angry he was. We sat down, told her what just happened, apologized for how much trouble this situation was giving her, and I cried a lot.
She asked us to break down everything, and we told her what had happened, and what we thought was a verbal acknowledgment that we wouldn't have to pay the energy bill, as well as why we thought they didn't sign the release at the beginning of the month like we had wanted, and asked, and bugged, for weeks. Told her how they were threatening to not sign the release now, even though we are fully moved out, AND the other girl was moved in.
Then she spotted Mamabitch and Kittie approaching the office. They noticed we were inside and walked away, but they did come back after we left. So we had to wrap it up, since I had work, and there was nothing we could really do at that moment.
So, yeah. That's how our first day out of the hell hole started. Fucked up, right?
And to top it all off, Orange is still a captive. I don't think we'll ever be able to get him. :< On a happy note. We do have a cat now. <3
Her name is Piper, and we had plans to get her if we were unable to get Orange. We rescued her from a family friend, who was going to take her to the humane society if they couldn't find a home for her.
We are kinda unsure of her breed, but suspect her to be a siamese mix. She is around 4 years old, and has a notch in her left ear from fighting a bobcat, as well as a hook in her tail. She's very sweet, cuddley, and playful, and liked us pretty much instantly when we met her for the first time. She won't replace Orange, of course, but we weren't looking for a replacement when we decided to take her. We were looking for OUR cat, and she was perfect. :)
So, frustrating over all, but happy to have been able to help a friend and save a cat.
All my angry love,
Apples
Saturday night was the first night we slept in our new temporary home. All day Saturday we packed, Beta's family helped us move our furniture, and we finally got the last of it to the house at around midnight.
But not before Kittie popped her head in and asked us about the bills.
And we were like.. Uh. What bills.
Cause didn't we go over this at the beginning of the month? She asked us if we planned on helping out for the electricity bill? We said no, since we planned on being out before the 15th, so why pay for an entire month we would be gone the majority? She said "Okay, then don't use the heat, Dora, Ember and I can't afford that giant bill again."
Doesn't that sound like Okay, then don't turn on the heat and you wont have to help pay?
Well, that's what we took it as.
So she was badgering us as we were loading things into the car, and we told her we'd talk about it when we were done, cause I didn't want to argue while holding a bunch of heavy shit. We ended up just packing everything and leaving for the night. She texted me almost instantly asking if we were coming back, and I told her we were tired and would stop by tomorrow at ten.
Ten came along too soon.
We showed up at the apartment, and the first thing she told us was we owed her almost $200.
$30 for last month's comcast bill, which I already paid her for in week two of this month. I remember, because it came out of my tips.
$30 for this month's comcast bill, which we don't think we should pay, because we never watched TV cause we weren't really welcomed into the living room. If anything, I'd pay far part of the internet portion of the bill, since that's all we used.
$24 for W/S/G for what I thought was this month's bill. [After speaking with the manager to clarify, we will be paying this one, and I'm good with that, since we were here for December.]
And around $100 for the energy bill. Which she said at the beginning of the month we wouldn't have to pay. And I doubt the energy bill was THAT expensive. It couldn't have been when they were being so stingy about what was being used.
As well as pay part of the damage deposit because Beta put a hole in our door. [This one we are not going to pay, because when we GOT the room, it was already severely damaged from the previous roommate, who paid the original deposit.]
She also blamed us for a patch of mold in the corner of our room that was behind our dresser. She asked us how we didn't smell it, a statement that made me stunned, because she was living in a room where every piece of furniture was COVERED in mold. And she didn't even know, because it doesn't have a SMELL. Yet we have a single small patch, and she freaks out because we couldn't smell it?! [I will be posting pictures some time in the next two days about THAT.]
A yelling match ensued. We fought hard. Mamabitch lead most of the drama, and when we told her to stay out of it, [Beta even told her to go fuck yourself :) ] she told us no, because if we didn't pay, she'd have to pay for it.
Well then, Mamabitch. Maybe you shouldn't have bought your spoiled rotten Kittie a thousand dollar camera, which she will only use for maybe two classes, then discard because she doesn't want to be a photographer, or a new violin she'll never learn to play that will just end up just gathering dust under her bed, then you might have enough to pay for things that actually matter.
Anyways. After us explaining why we didn't think we had to pay, and arguing about if I did or didn't pay her the $30 for Dec. comcast bill, and back and forth about the deposit and damages and bull shit, Mamabitch decided to drop a bomb.
"If you don't pay, we won't sign the release."
W.
T.
F.
Stunned silence.
Uh. No. Everyone already agreed to sign our release. AND LILY ALREADY MOVED IN. What did they expect US to do? Move back into that hell hole? Pay Lily's rent? FUCK NO. Out of the fucking question. It was then that I realized what they had done.
Kittie and the girls purposely didn't sign the release at the beginning of the month, or throughout the rest of the month when we were bugging them about it, and still haven't signed the release...
So they could try to pin us with all these bills.
We we're steaming. All the we're saying was how they weren't going to sign our release now, and a bunch of other bull shit. I just stood up, yelling "SHUT THE FUCK UP. WE ARE LEAVING." And we grabbed the last of our things we saw in the room, and walked out. Kittie called out as we left, "What about the keys?"
"You'll get the fucking keys when WE get OUR release!"
Then we went to the office to talk to the manager. By this point, I'm crying in frustration, and Beta can barely stand still with how angry he was. We sat down, told her what just happened, apologized for how much trouble this situation was giving her, and I cried a lot.
She asked us to break down everything, and we told her what had happened, and what we thought was a verbal acknowledgment that we wouldn't have to pay the energy bill, as well as why we thought they didn't sign the release at the beginning of the month like we had wanted, and asked, and bugged, for weeks. Told her how they were threatening to not sign the release now, even though we are fully moved out, AND the other girl was moved in.
Then she spotted Mamabitch and Kittie approaching the office. They noticed we were inside and walked away, but they did come back after we left. So we had to wrap it up, since I had work, and there was nothing we could really do at that moment.
So, yeah. That's how our first day out of the hell hole started. Fucked up, right?
And to top it all off, Orange is still a captive. I don't think we'll ever be able to get him. :< On a happy note. We do have a cat now. <3
Her name is Piper, and we had plans to get her if we were unable to get Orange. We rescued her from a family friend, who was going to take her to the humane society if they couldn't find a home for her.
We are kinda unsure of her breed, but suspect her to be a siamese mix. She is around 4 years old, and has a notch in her left ear from fighting a bobcat, as well as a hook in her tail. She's very sweet, cuddley, and playful, and liked us pretty much instantly when we met her for the first time. She won't replace Orange, of course, but we weren't looking for a replacement when we decided to take her. We were looking for OUR cat, and she was perfect. :)
So, frustrating over all, but happy to have been able to help a friend and save a cat.
All my angry love,
Apples
Friday, January 28, 2011
Ugh.
Mamabitch just showed up.
At least the cats were let free of their entrapment.
Today will be interesting.
:/
At least the cats were let free of their entrapment.
Today will be interesting.
:/
FOUR DAYS OH CRAP
So we have four days, counting today, to get the fuck outta here.
I can never tell if Kittie is home now a days. She LOCKS THE CATS in her room for hours and hours while she is at work and class. And then, at night, she loudly calls for them over and over again if she can't find them.
I'm so tired of hearing "Orange! Orange? Orangeorangeorangeorangeorangeorange? ORGANGEORANGEORANGEORANGEORANGEORANGE!" Or "Littlebitchlittlebitchlittlebitch? Annoyingannoyingannoyingannoing?"
I think she is being super cruel to them by locking them in her room. I hear Little Bitch and Orange fight every so often. And then I can hear them clawing at the door to get out when they hear someone in the main part of the house! D: ITS HORRIBLE.
The most annoying part is how she freaks out if she can't find one. She's never done that before. It's like she thinks we're planning on stealing Annoying or Little Bitch. I am not fond of either of them. I kick them out of my room. I only like Orange.
UGH.
Anyways. I'm packing like crazy, cause I only have like... FOUR ish days. D: Gotta get ALL this stuff out by the 31st.
I'm also going to go see a house today. :3 It looks super cute. 2 bed 1 bath, with a basement. 8D And parking. It's a little high on the price, but nothing we can't afford. It's only about $20 more per person than I'm paying here right now.
BACK TO WORK I GO!
All my angry love,
Apples
I can never tell if Kittie is home now a days. She LOCKS THE CATS in her room for hours and hours while she is at work and class. And then, at night, she loudly calls for them over and over again if she can't find them.
I'm so tired of hearing "Orange! Orange? Orangeorangeorangeorangeorangeorange? ORGANGEORANGEORANGEORANGEORANGEORANGE!" Or "Littlebitchlittlebitchlittlebitch? Annoyingannoyingannoyingannoing?"
I think she is being super cruel to them by locking them in her room. I hear Little Bitch and Orange fight every so often. And then I can hear them clawing at the door to get out when they hear someone in the main part of the house! D: ITS HORRIBLE.
The most annoying part is how she freaks out if she can't find one. She's never done that before. It's like she thinks we're planning on stealing Annoying or Little Bitch. I am not fond of either of them. I kick them out of my room. I only like Orange.
UGH.
Anyways. I'm packing like crazy, cause I only have like... FOUR ish days. D: Gotta get ALL this stuff out by the 31st.
I'm also going to go see a house today. :3 It looks super cute. 2 bed 1 bath, with a basement. 8D And parking. It's a little high on the price, but nothing we can't afford. It's only about $20 more per person than I'm paying here right now.
BACK TO WORK I GO!
All my angry love,
Apples
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
HYPOCRITE.
Not much to update today, other than Kittie is a fucking HYPOCRITE.
She was talking to Ember, Dora and Lily today about how she thinks she is already at the limit for cats right now. So she is now thinking of getting rid of one of the cats, probably to her mom's house, so she can buy another one from the Humane Society.
LKSGDKJKJSAKJDFKJFLJSLKNSLFLKNFDLKDFNLHFDKNLDFUCKHER.
SERIOUSLY. I DO NOT LIE TO YOU MY GOOD PEOPLE.
She would rather send one of her "babies" to her mother, who already has like 5+ cats where it would get no attention or individual loving, than accept $200s of my hard earned cash so that Orange could live with me and Beta and get all the love an attention he wants.
BITCH.
FUCKING BIIIIITTTCH.
I'll be so pissed if she does that.
She was talking to Ember, Dora and Lily today about how she thinks she is already at the limit for cats right now. So she is now thinking of getting rid of one of the cats, probably to her mom's house, so she can buy another one from the Humane Society.
LKSGDKJKJSAKJDFKJFLJSLKNSLFLKNFDLKDFNLHFDKNLDFUCKHER.
SERIOUSLY. I DO NOT LIE TO YOU MY GOOD PEOPLE.
She would rather send one of her "babies" to her mother, who already has like 5+ cats where it would get no attention or individual loving, than accept $200s of my hard earned cash so that Orange could live with me and Beta and get all the love an attention he wants.
BITCH.
FUCKING BIIIIITTTCH.
I'll be so pissed if she does that.
W. T. F. [Poll]
Apparently...
Kittie is going to the Humane Society tomorrow to get yet another cat.
And NO, I'm no joking. She asked if the other room mates would like to go with her.
All I can think is... WTF. Seriously. She has three cats. She wont get rid of any of them, and yet, she wants to get a fourth cat?! This woman is CRAZY. I DON'T understand! D: So you all can bet I have no qualms of the idea in my stealing of Orange, especially if she plans on getting another cat.
1. She's already at the WEIGHT LIMIT for our apartment and has said so herself when Ember talked about wanting a dog. But she'll go get another cat? Knowing Ember wants a pet for herself?
2. SHE HAS THREE CATS. Technically, she only OWNS two of them. After talking to the original owner of Orange, I found out that Kittie STOLE him from her, and she is still the owner. That fact aside, she still has too many cats. I was told by the girl I'm moving in with that she heard from a lawyer that there is a State Law limiting the number of cats within an apartment to 2 cats.
[I'm looking into the validity of this law to possibly use against her. :/ I want that cat.]
3. I hate her. Okay, that doesn't really have anything to do with why she should or shouldn't get another cat, only that she is a bitch for denying me a cat that clearly likes Beta and I better, AND stating she is going to buy another cat, which I'm sure is just to spite us. WTF.
Beta told me that apparently, as soon as Kittie got home, she started calling for Orange. "Orangey! Orange, Orange! Orangeorangeorangeorangeorange!!!" Like, for five minutes straight. Beta said as soon as Orange heard her calling him, he jumped off the back of the couch where he had been napping and bolted into our room to hide. Just more PROOF that he loves us. Or at least prefers us to Kittie.
At the moment, the plan for taking Orange is simple. When Kittie leaves tomorrow, I'm going to sneak into her room and search for his papers. She can't prove anything if she doesn't have his papers. Then, the last day we are here, we sneak Orange out and the Owner, Jen, will call Kittie and let her know that because she was withholding her cat unjustly, ignoring her calls, and broke their verbal contract, she has asked us to take possession of Orange and send him to her. [But She say's she wants us to have him, at least until she can afford to transport him to Hawaii, but most likely she'll just let us keep him.]
So a bit of back history as to why Kittie has Orange. Jen lived near us and went to the same art college as Kittie. Jen had to move back to Hawaii, but the government wouldn't allow Orange to fly out of the state without updated rabies vaccines, which would require him to stay in Washington for 170 ish days after the shot to make sure he wouldn't be affected, at which time whoever was taking care of him would be in touch with Jen to make arrangements to send him back to Hawaii.
Beta and I were going to house him till the 170 days were up, but a complication with Beta's family meant we weren't able to take him. Kittie offered, to the same agreement where she would give him back after the 170 days of probation were up. Instead, she deleted Jen from all social sites, blocked her, and screened her texts and calls, breaking the verbal contract they had made.
I was completely unawares to all this. Kittie told me that Jen had pretty much abandoned him with her and never contacted her. Not the case.
So Jen told us that she doesn't want Kittie to be in possession of Orange any longer. She came up with this plot to get his papers and take him when we leave, and gave us her blessing.
So my POLL is just to see what you all think of this idea. Do you think it's a good idea for us to go through with stealing Orange? Yes, No, Better ideas on how to go about doing it? And does anyone know about this two cats per apartment rule?
Anyways. Besides that drama, I though I would share some art with you all!
This is a painting I did. It is acrylic on wood, titled "Sweet Dreams". I did it last year in May. <3
The pictures doesn't really do it justice. The Moon is really yellow, as are the stars, and the stars are haloed in a soft blue that makes them look like they are glowing. >0< But oh well. I hope to get a better picture to put up on DA and maybe Etsy. I'm selling this 3X7 painting for $8. :3 As well as a few more of my paintings on the same size of wood.
I'm also working on a commission piece for someone on Gaia. And all I can say is ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME I STARTED. Since he commissioned me at the end of November. But Holidays and then Kittie Drama made it nearly impossible for me to draw. :/ I posted the rough sketch on DA. <3 Critiques welcome, please! My arm anatomy needs some work, but I plan on fixing that when I line it on Paint Tool SAI. But any thing you guys notice would be helpful!
Anyways. I'm tired.
All my Angry Love,
Apples
Kittie is going to the Humane Society tomorrow to get yet another cat.
And NO, I'm no joking. She asked if the other room mates would like to go with her.
All I can think is... WTF. Seriously. She has three cats. She wont get rid of any of them, and yet, she wants to get a fourth cat?! This woman is CRAZY. I DON'T understand! D: So you all can bet I have no qualms of the idea in my stealing of Orange, especially if she plans on getting another cat.
1. She's already at the WEIGHT LIMIT for our apartment and has said so herself when Ember talked about wanting a dog. But she'll go get another cat? Knowing Ember wants a pet for herself?
2. SHE HAS THREE CATS. Technically, she only OWNS two of them. After talking to the original owner of Orange, I found out that Kittie STOLE him from her, and she is still the owner. That fact aside, she still has too many cats. I was told by the girl I'm moving in with that she heard from a lawyer that there is a State Law limiting the number of cats within an apartment to 2 cats.
[I'm looking into the validity of this law to possibly use against her. :/ I want that cat.]
3. I hate her. Okay, that doesn't really have anything to do with why she should or shouldn't get another cat, only that she is a bitch for denying me a cat that clearly likes Beta and I better, AND stating she is going to buy another cat, which I'm sure is just to spite us. WTF.
Beta told me that apparently, as soon as Kittie got home, she started calling for Orange. "Orangey! Orange, Orange! Orangeorangeorangeorangeorange!!!" Like, for five minutes straight. Beta said as soon as Orange heard her calling him, he jumped off the back of the couch where he had been napping and bolted into our room to hide. Just more PROOF that he loves us. Or at least prefers us to Kittie.
At the moment, the plan for taking Orange is simple. When Kittie leaves tomorrow, I'm going to sneak into her room and search for his papers. She can't prove anything if she doesn't have his papers. Then, the last day we are here, we sneak Orange out and the Owner, Jen, will call Kittie and let her know that because she was withholding her cat unjustly, ignoring her calls, and broke their verbal contract, she has asked us to take possession of Orange and send him to her. [But She say's she wants us to have him, at least until she can afford to transport him to Hawaii, but most likely she'll just let us keep him.]
So a bit of back history as to why Kittie has Orange. Jen lived near us and went to the same art college as Kittie. Jen had to move back to Hawaii, but the government wouldn't allow Orange to fly out of the state without updated rabies vaccines, which would require him to stay in Washington for 170 ish days after the shot to make sure he wouldn't be affected, at which time whoever was taking care of him would be in touch with Jen to make arrangements to send him back to Hawaii.
Beta and I were going to house him till the 170 days were up, but a complication with Beta's family meant we weren't able to take him. Kittie offered, to the same agreement where she would give him back after the 170 days of probation were up. Instead, she deleted Jen from all social sites, blocked her, and screened her texts and calls, breaking the verbal contract they had made.
I was completely unawares to all this. Kittie told me that Jen had pretty much abandoned him with her and never contacted her. Not the case.
So Jen told us that she doesn't want Kittie to be in possession of Orange any longer. She came up with this plot to get his papers and take him when we leave, and gave us her blessing.
So my POLL is just to see what you all think of this idea. Do you think it's a good idea for us to go through with stealing Orange? Yes, No, Better ideas on how to go about doing it? And does anyone know about this two cats per apartment rule?
Anyways. Besides that drama, I though I would share some art with you all!
This is a painting I did. It is acrylic on wood, titled "Sweet Dreams". I did it last year in May. <3
The pictures doesn't really do it justice. The Moon is really yellow, as are the stars, and the stars are haloed in a soft blue that makes them look like they are glowing. >0< But oh well. I hope to get a better picture to put up on DA and maybe Etsy. I'm selling this 3X7 painting for $8. :3 As well as a few more of my paintings on the same size of wood.
I'm also working on a commission piece for someone on Gaia. And all I can say is ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME I STARTED. Since he commissioned me at the end of November. But Holidays and then Kittie Drama made it nearly impossible for me to draw. :/ I posted the rough sketch on DA. <3 Critiques welcome, please! My arm anatomy needs some work, but I plan on fixing that when I line it on Paint Tool SAI. But any thing you guys notice would be helpful!
Anyways. I'm tired.
All my Angry Love,
Apples
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
SO MUCH STUFF OMG
No, seriously.
WE HAVE SO MUCH FUCKING STUFF.
Also, it's so cold in our room right now I am shivering violently. It's crazy! The last two days since we stopped house sitting, we've been packing and moving things. It's been interesting. At least I havn't seen Kittie yet. She's here, but she's in her room.
We've managed to move almost all of our books, the desk top computer, the electronics, Beta's travel drums and drum stuff, most of our art supplies, all of my clothing, and some nick nacks. We still need to transfer our furniture, which will be interesting.
In other news, Kittie is still a Bitch.
I sent her a message on Gaia asking if she would ever sell Orange to us.
I wrote:
Kittie Wrote:
So I responded:
Kittie Wrote back:
And then I said:
She has issues. I know the only reason she wont give us the cat is because she wants to try to punish us. I have half a mind to just take him anyways. :/ He likes us better. As soon as we got home Sunday, he was in our bedroom, snuggling up to us, and right now he is sleeping in my lap as I type. He LOVES us. Not HER. And we are offering good money that I don't really have so we can have this darling cat! God, I hate her....
So Then I had to ask:
She doesn't even deserve a Balinese cat. Seriously. She doesn't take care of these cats. Again, the litter box made me gag when I went into the main part of the house, and it's no mystery why! JUST LOOK. UGH
It's gross. Seriously, I don't see how she thinks she is a better pet owner than we could be.
She hasn't responded to my last message either. I WANT THIS FUCKIN' ADORABLE CAT!
JUST LOOK AT HIM!
He should be mine.
All my SERIOUSLY angry Love,
Apples
WE HAVE SO MUCH FUCKING STUFF.
Also, it's so cold in our room right now I am shivering violently. It's crazy! The last two days since we stopped house sitting, we've been packing and moving things. It's been interesting. At least I havn't seen Kittie yet. She's here, but she's in her room.
We've managed to move almost all of our books, the desk top computer, the electronics, Beta's travel drums and drum stuff, most of our art supplies, all of my clothing, and some nick nacks. We still need to transfer our furniture, which will be interesting.
In other news, Kittie is still a Bitch.
I sent her a message on Gaia asking if she would ever sell Orange to us.
I wrote:
So Beta and I were wondering if you would at all consider selling Lazor to us. We've really grown attached to him, and we'd like to offer $150 for him, that is, if you are willing to part with him. If you are, that $150 could go towards that really cute Balinese you've been wanting. I think they cost around $250. Anyways, let me know what you think. I really love him, and we'd defiantly take good care of him.
Thanks!
-Apples
Kittie Wrote:
I would never sell one of my cats.
So I responded:
What if we offered 200? We would really love to have him.
Kittie Wrote back:
I'm sorry but no. My cats are not for sale. It is not negotiable.
And then I said:
That sucks. He was supposed to be ours in the first place anyways, but we weren't able to take him at the time. I'm sad that this can't be worked out, especially since he and Misha are always getting into fights and stuff, and since I know you really want the Balinese, but you're at the weight limit. Well, if you ever change your mind, we'd love him very much, and the offer of $200 stands.
She has issues. I know the only reason she wont give us the cat is because she wants to try to punish us. I have half a mind to just take him anyways. :/ He likes us better. As soon as we got home Sunday, he was in our bedroom, snuggling up to us, and right now he is sleeping in my lap as I type. He LOVES us. Not HER. And we are offering good money that I don't really have so we can have this darling cat! God, I hate her....
So Then I had to ask:
So you wouldn't even consider giving him to us, even if I went out and bought a Balinese for you? I'm seriously curious to this.
She doesn't even deserve a Balinese cat. Seriously. She doesn't take care of these cats. Again, the litter box made me gag when I went into the main part of the house, and it's no mystery why! JUST LOOK. UGH
It's gross. Seriously, I don't see how she thinks she is a better pet owner than we could be.
She hasn't responded to my last message either. I WANT THIS FUCKIN' ADORABLE CAT!
JUST LOOK AT HIM!
He should be mine.
All my SERIOUSLY angry Love,
Apples
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Two days of relaxation before the big move.
Today and Yesterday have been nice.
Went to Seattle for a concert yesterday. I had one tickets to see Thirty Seconds to Mars at the Paramount. Literally, the best seats I've ever been in. Too bad it wasn't the best performance I've ever been too. It was a bit of a disappointment, but we still enjoyed ourselves.
The opening act was Middle Class Rut. At first we thought it was just some guys sound checking the instruments, it was just noise. Then the leadman started singing, and we were confused. It wasn't audible. The drummer was just bashing away, and the leadman/guitarist, was just kinda jumping around. There were only the two of them, which is one big reason why we were so confused. Most bands have at least three people. Non the less, they were energetic, but didn't introduce themselves till they sang their most popular song, New Low, after THREE loud and incoherent songs. Then they just walked off.
After some rearranging of the stage, Thirty Seconds to Mars finally came out. Over all, they were energetic and very receptive. There were, however, some very big things that made their performance lacking.
1. The Lights. Lights are a great asset to any show. They help show moods, excitement, convey emotions.
They also can blind. And that was the issue. Some smart ass decided to set up the lights, which were mostly STROBE lights, pointed at our balcony seats. Because of this I not only got a head ache but....
2. We could not See/Watch or hear the band. Stobes in your face makes it hard to look. We couldn't hear the band because of the noise of the crowd.
3. When I go see a band, I want to hear the BAND sing.... no the audience. The Lead singer would sing a few words, then point the mike at the audience to sing the rest of the sentence in every single one of the songs.
"We were the -mike to audience-...."
-facepalm- I'm so thankful I didn't PAY for these tickets. It would have been a waste of almost $70, plus the ferry ride money, parking, food...... UGH. JARED. Seriously. I came to hear you sing. AT LEAST SING ONE OF YOUR SONGS ALL THE WAY THROUGH.
Didn't happen.
Overall, a Disappointment. The rest of Seattle was great, though!
Beta finally got his shoes shined by a shoe shiner. XD It sounds silly, but he's always wanted it done. I got a new scarf, and we just kinda hung out and enjoyed each other's company, all the way till 2am, cause we missed the 10:30 ferry and had to catch the 12:50am. Ugh.
Today I woke up at 11 to go to my parents house and watch a local show where my adopted sister sang for a contest. She sang "Chain of Fools" and did so BEAUTIFULLY!
Then I went back to H's house and woke Beta up. We played some games, then went to rescue my little sister Ruby from college. XD We went and played with chalk.
Beta's looked good. XD I made a DINO! 8D
Then we all went to lunch/dinner and dropped my sister off with her mom. Beta and I went back home, and have been relaxing the rest of the day. Tomorrow, after I get off work, I'm gonna go to the apartment and pack all our clothing up to move to the house. Then we'll be getting out bed the next day, hopefully. Oh fun. At least we're getting things done!
So, I'll have some stories about that probably in the next few days. Most likely Kittie will complain while I box up things and bother me to rummage through everything to make sure I didn't steal anything from her. She did that when I packed up all our games.
Anyways, have a good night guys! All my Angry Love,
Apples
Went to Seattle for a concert yesterday. I had one tickets to see Thirty Seconds to Mars at the Paramount. Literally, the best seats I've ever been in. Too bad it wasn't the best performance I've ever been too. It was a bit of a disappointment, but we still enjoyed ourselves.
The opening act was Middle Class Rut. At first we thought it was just some guys sound checking the instruments, it was just noise. Then the leadman started singing, and we were confused. It wasn't audible. The drummer was just bashing away, and the leadman/guitarist, was just kinda jumping around. There were only the two of them, which is one big reason why we were so confused. Most bands have at least three people. Non the less, they were energetic, but didn't introduce themselves till they sang their most popular song, New Low, after THREE loud and incoherent songs. Then they just walked off.
After some rearranging of the stage, Thirty Seconds to Mars finally came out. Over all, they were energetic and very receptive. There were, however, some very big things that made their performance lacking.
1. The Lights. Lights are a great asset to any show. They help show moods, excitement, convey emotions.
They also can blind. And that was the issue. Some smart ass decided to set up the lights, which were mostly STROBE lights, pointed at our balcony seats. Because of this I not only got a head ache but....
2. We could not See/Watch or hear the band. Stobes in your face makes it hard to look. We couldn't hear the band because of the noise of the crowd.
3. When I go see a band, I want to hear the BAND sing.... no the audience. The Lead singer would sing a few words, then point the mike at the audience to sing the rest of the sentence in every single one of the songs.
"We were the -mike to audience-...."
-facepalm- I'm so thankful I didn't PAY for these tickets. It would have been a waste of almost $70, plus the ferry ride money, parking, food...... UGH. JARED. Seriously. I came to hear you sing. AT LEAST SING ONE OF YOUR SONGS ALL THE WAY THROUGH.
Didn't happen.
Overall, a Disappointment. The rest of Seattle was great, though!
Beta finally got his shoes shined by a shoe shiner. XD It sounds silly, but he's always wanted it done. I got a new scarf, and we just kinda hung out and enjoyed each other's company, all the way till 2am, cause we missed the 10:30 ferry and had to catch the 12:50am. Ugh.
Today I woke up at 11 to go to my parents house and watch a local show where my adopted sister sang for a contest. She sang "Chain of Fools" and did so BEAUTIFULLY!
Then I went back to H's house and woke Beta up. We played some games, then went to rescue my little sister Ruby from college. XD We went and played with chalk.
Beta's looked good. XD I made a DINO! 8D
Then we all went to lunch/dinner and dropped my sister off with her mom. Beta and I went back home, and have been relaxing the rest of the day. Tomorrow, after I get off work, I'm gonna go to the apartment and pack all our clothing up to move to the house. Then we'll be getting out bed the next day, hopefully. Oh fun. At least we're getting things done!
So, I'll have some stories about that probably in the next few days. Most likely Kittie will complain while I box up things and bother me to rummage through everything to make sure I didn't steal anything from her. She did that when I packed up all our games.
Anyways, have a good night guys! All my Angry Love,
Apples
Monday, January 17, 2011
The Return of Mamabitch.
[I am deeply sorry my post is so late. I caught some bad mojo and have been immobile the last two-three days. I've lost 4 lbs. No joke. I'm finally feeling better and can finish this post! So you all have a point of reference, Mamabitch appeared on Friday, the 14th.]
Here is the post you all have been waiting for.
She has returned. Unexpectedly, and ready to start fights.
Of course, Kittie didn't inform us before hand, like a good roommate would do.
Seriously, how hard is it to be courteous and inform the other people in the apartment that you're going to have a guest? Not that hard, considering we let her know when we're having friends over for a few hours. So I'm just going to make the point that if Kittie had had the decency to let us know her Mother was going to be staying over... again.. this entire chain of events I state below would have never happened.
Actually, I can't say it would never happen, cause it was bound to happen anyway. But it would have been at least mild...
So Beta and I had no warning, and had a lot of things in the living room. The tree was still up, my crochet was on one of the night tables, his drums were out, and our art things.
Beta had about a 10 second head start, though. He was outside getting something from his mom, and saw her pull up. He immediately ran into the apartment and grabbed his drum set and art and put it into our room. He then locked himself in our room so he wouldn't have to be around her, mostly because he didn't want to cause a scene or fight.
Well, that didn't work, because he went to take a shower to calm down, and when he got out he heard jingling.
He turned the corner to see that they were taking down our tree. He asked them what they were doing. I'll paraphrase since I wasn't there.
Mamabitch said something like [sarcastically] "we're being nice and taking down you're tree". To which Beta said to stop because we'd take it down, we didn't want them touching the ornaments.
Lily then chimed in say "well too bad because I'm moving in this week and I'm putting my shit here where the tree was." She's on my shit list now, just so everyone knows.
Some other stuff was said, and Beta finally cracked. [I love him.] He said to Mamabitch. "Shut the hell up."
Hell broke lose.
Mamabitch got up, went into Kittie's room (cause she wasn't helping with the tree, of course) and was going crazy saying "DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID TO ME. HE TOLD ME TO SHUT THE FUCK UP."
To which Beta responded. "Actually, I said Shut the Hell up. There is a difference."
More stuff was said, but then Mamabitch threatened to Call the COPS on Beta. Beta made the point that that wouldn't work since she was a guest in his apartment, and she didn't pay rent.
All this time, Beta is texting me, cause I'm at work. I tried calling Kittie and Mamabitch when he first told me they were trying to take down our tree. I was just going to thank them for offering, but ask them to cease, and I would take down the tree when I got home, that I wanted to make sure the decorations got put away properly. But neither of them picked up, because they were screening my calls. I called for like 20 minutes straight trying to talk to one of them. Bitches.
So pretty much everyone was talking down to Beta, saying how it's all his fault that this place is a mess, accusing him of being at the house all day, (but seriously, do they expect him to pay rent and not LIVE at the apartment? And where will he go if he has no transportation to drive/bike to places?) and all sorts of other shit.
At this point, he calls his mother to come and get him out of this shit hole so he can calm down. Mom had other plans, bless her soul. Beta got into the truck, and his Mom got out, walked down to the apartment, and boy did she tell Mamabitch what was what.
Of course, Mamabitch didn't even give her the courtesy of looking at her when she was arguing with Beta's mom. She was at the desk, typing away, and would make a snide comment every so often. His mom ripped her a new one, though. She hasn't said a word to us since we got home. And I'm fine with that.
His mom dropped him off at my work so we could be together, and I found someone to cover the remainder of my shift so we could go get packing supplies. We first stopped at my best friend's house to calm down, though. She's the girl we will be moving in with come February, and I love her like my sister. She's really the best, she calmed me down, gave me soup, and listened as we ranted.
We got home and immediately started packing. All my books, the DVDs, the Games. Kittie, Lily, and Ember were all in the living room watching Oran Host Club, and I got in their way a few times on purpose. All our DVDs and games were by the TV anyways, so I had to get them first.
No one talked or said hello or anything, but after a few minutes Ember asked how work had been. I just said "it was okay." I didn't mention the fact that I had a panic attack once I found out Mamabitch was over, or that I was shaking compulsively, or that I started crying multiple times while serving customers, and had to leave early.
I just kept packing.
We took a few trips back and forth between Beta's old house and the apartment till all the boxes we had packed, around 6 of them, plus our guitars, were safely put away. It was around 1am when we went to bed. And it was freezing. Because everyone decided they'd rather freeze than pay $30 for the electricity bill. Boy will they be surprised when next months bill is still super high because it's not the heat that's racking up the bill....
I awoke Saturday morning with an ache in my throat, a common occurrence when I sleep in less that warm conditions. I shrugged it off, filled a box with the common necessities and clothing, and woke up Beta to go to my friend H's house. [I am currently sitting in the "Nerd Cave" of her and her husband's house. It's freakin' awesome. Nothing like playing Batman Arkham Asylum on a giant-ass flat screen TV with a great sound system.]
Anyways, so I drop Beta off, take the care of the dog, and run off to work. As the day progresses, I start feeling worse and worse. And by about 2pm, I call into my second job and let them know I feel like shit, and that I don't think that after working six hours at my first job, I could go another four hours working there. Turns out, that was a good call. I stopped by my parents house to get some medicine, and my mom made me take my temperature.
100.1 degrees Fahrenheit
I don't have health insurance at the moment and can't go see a doctor like I wanted, so I'm not sure what I had, but I have an assumption it was/is Strep Throat, paired with dehydration. My tonsils are swollen as well as my throat. It hurt so much to swallow, it often brought tears to my eyes. My body was combating the illness with fire and ice. At some moments, I would be so chilled that layers of clothing, 3 thick blankets, Beta, a dog, and a fireplace wouldn't heat me. Then the next moment, I was so hot that what little clothes I was wearing were soaked with sweat. This went back and forth for the last few days.
So I've missed two shifts at my second job, and I had to find a replacement for my first job for a shift I was scheduled today. I lost around... oh.... $100s worth of wages due to this illness.
As well as around 4 pounds. So I'm not complaining too much. But I'm going to be attempting to pick up a lot of slack to cover those losses. :/
Anyways. So that's the story of the last few days of my absence. I just figured out how to work the Internet over here at H's house. XD We still have all our big furniture at the Apartment, as well as our comics and most of our clothing, but we'll be getting that all out sooner rather than later.
Gods. You have no idea how badly I want to say something in front of Lily and Kittie. Like "You two make such a cute lesbian couple. I hope you're relationship goes well." Just to see what the reaction is, or maybe "Well, you got what you wanted, Kittie. Beta and I are leaving, so now your lesbian crush can move in. Make the most of it! -winkface-". And how I'd love to bitch our mamabitch. But hopefully, she'll be gone by the time we go back to the apartment.
Who knows.
I'll keep posting blogs till the end of the month, most likely, or till all our stuff is moved out, whichever comes lastly.
All my Angry (sickly) love,
Apples
Edit: Also, I just noticed that Kittie unfriended me from both Gaia and DA [but not from facebook?]. So, for those of you who are interested in taking a lookie at my arts, the link is...
http://imandarr.deviantart.com
Only rule is no mentioning this blog. Comprende? -wink-
Here is the post you all have been waiting for.
She has returned. Unexpectedly, and ready to start fights.
Of course, Kittie didn't inform us before hand, like a good roommate would do.
Seriously, how hard is it to be courteous and inform the other people in the apartment that you're going to have a guest? Not that hard, considering we let her know when we're having friends over for a few hours. So I'm just going to make the point that if Kittie had had the decency to let us know her Mother was going to be staying over... again.. this entire chain of events I state below would have never happened.
Actually, I can't say it would never happen, cause it was bound to happen anyway. But it would have been at least mild...
So Beta and I had no warning, and had a lot of things in the living room. The tree was still up, my crochet was on one of the night tables, his drums were out, and our art things.
Beta had about a 10 second head start, though. He was outside getting something from his mom, and saw her pull up. He immediately ran into the apartment and grabbed his drum set and art and put it into our room. He then locked himself in our room so he wouldn't have to be around her, mostly because he didn't want to cause a scene or fight.
Well, that didn't work, because he went to take a shower to calm down, and when he got out he heard jingling.
He turned the corner to see that they were taking down our tree. He asked them what they were doing. I'll paraphrase since I wasn't there.
Mamabitch said something like [sarcastically] "we're being nice and taking down you're tree". To which Beta said to stop because we'd take it down, we didn't want them touching the ornaments.
Lily then chimed in say "well too bad because I'm moving in this week and I'm putting my shit here where the tree was." She's on my shit list now, just so everyone knows.
Some other stuff was said, and Beta finally cracked. [I love him.] He said to Mamabitch. "Shut the hell up."
Hell broke lose.
Mamabitch got up, went into Kittie's room (cause she wasn't helping with the tree, of course) and was going crazy saying "DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID TO ME. HE TOLD ME TO SHUT THE FUCK UP."
To which Beta responded. "Actually, I said Shut the Hell up. There is a difference."
More stuff was said, but then Mamabitch threatened to Call the COPS on Beta. Beta made the point that that wouldn't work since she was a guest in his apartment, and she didn't pay rent.
All this time, Beta is texting me, cause I'm at work. I tried calling Kittie and Mamabitch when he first told me they were trying to take down our tree. I was just going to thank them for offering, but ask them to cease, and I would take down the tree when I got home, that I wanted to make sure the decorations got put away properly. But neither of them picked up, because they were screening my calls. I called for like 20 minutes straight trying to talk to one of them. Bitches.
So pretty much everyone was talking down to Beta, saying how it's all his fault that this place is a mess, accusing him of being at the house all day, (but seriously, do they expect him to pay rent and not LIVE at the apartment? And where will he go if he has no transportation to drive/bike to places?) and all sorts of other shit.
At this point, he calls his mother to come and get him out of this shit hole so he can calm down. Mom had other plans, bless her soul. Beta got into the truck, and his Mom got out, walked down to the apartment, and boy did she tell Mamabitch what was what.
Of course, Mamabitch didn't even give her the courtesy of looking at her when she was arguing with Beta's mom. She was at the desk, typing away, and would make a snide comment every so often. His mom ripped her a new one, though. She hasn't said a word to us since we got home. And I'm fine with that.
His mom dropped him off at my work so we could be together, and I found someone to cover the remainder of my shift so we could go get packing supplies. We first stopped at my best friend's house to calm down, though. She's the girl we will be moving in with come February, and I love her like my sister. She's really the best, she calmed me down, gave me soup, and listened as we ranted.
We got home and immediately started packing. All my books, the DVDs, the Games. Kittie, Lily, and Ember were all in the living room watching Oran Host Club, and I got in their way a few times on purpose. All our DVDs and games were by the TV anyways, so I had to get them first.
No one talked or said hello or anything, but after a few minutes Ember asked how work had been. I just said "it was okay." I didn't mention the fact that I had a panic attack once I found out Mamabitch was over, or that I was shaking compulsively, or that I started crying multiple times while serving customers, and had to leave early.
I just kept packing.
We took a few trips back and forth between Beta's old house and the apartment till all the boxes we had packed, around 6 of them, plus our guitars, were safely put away. It was around 1am when we went to bed. And it was freezing. Because everyone decided they'd rather freeze than pay $30 for the electricity bill. Boy will they be surprised when next months bill is still super high because it's not the heat that's racking up the bill....
I awoke Saturday morning with an ache in my throat, a common occurrence when I sleep in less that warm conditions. I shrugged it off, filled a box with the common necessities and clothing, and woke up Beta to go to my friend H's house. [I am currently sitting in the "Nerd Cave" of her and her husband's house. It's freakin' awesome. Nothing like playing Batman Arkham Asylum on a giant-ass flat screen TV with a great sound system.]
Anyways, so I drop Beta off, take the care of the dog, and run off to work. As the day progresses, I start feeling worse and worse. And by about 2pm, I call into my second job and let them know I feel like shit, and that I don't think that after working six hours at my first job, I could go another four hours working there. Turns out, that was a good call. I stopped by my parents house to get some medicine, and my mom made me take my temperature.
100.1 degrees Fahrenheit
I don't have health insurance at the moment and can't go see a doctor like I wanted, so I'm not sure what I had, but I have an assumption it was/is Strep Throat, paired with dehydration. My tonsils are swollen as well as my throat. It hurt so much to swallow, it often brought tears to my eyes. My body was combating the illness with fire and ice. At some moments, I would be so chilled that layers of clothing, 3 thick blankets, Beta, a dog, and a fireplace wouldn't heat me. Then the next moment, I was so hot that what little clothes I was wearing were soaked with sweat. This went back and forth for the last few days.
So I've missed two shifts at my second job, and I had to find a replacement for my first job for a shift I was scheduled today. I lost around... oh.... $100s worth of wages due to this illness.
As well as around 4 pounds. So I'm not complaining too much. But I'm going to be attempting to pick up a lot of slack to cover those losses. :/
Anyways. So that's the story of the last few days of my absence. I just figured out how to work the Internet over here at H's house. XD We still have all our big furniture at the Apartment, as well as our comics and most of our clothing, but we'll be getting that all out sooner rather than later.
Gods. You have no idea how badly I want to say something in front of Lily and Kittie. Like "You two make such a cute lesbian couple. I hope you're relationship goes well." Just to see what the reaction is, or maybe "Well, you got what you wanted, Kittie. Beta and I are leaving, so now your lesbian crush can move in. Make the most of it! -winkface-". And how I'd love to bitch our mamabitch. But hopefully, she'll be gone by the time we go back to the apartment.
Who knows.
I'll keep posting blogs till the end of the month, most likely, or till all our stuff is moved out, whichever comes lastly.
All my Angry (sickly) love,
Apples
Edit: Also, I just noticed that Kittie unfriended me from both Gaia and DA [but not from facebook?]. So, for those of you who are interested in taking a lookie at my arts, the link is...
http://imandarr.deviantart.com
Only rule is no mentioning this blog. Comprende? -wink-
Thursday, January 13, 2011
They Broke.... our PS2.
I'm so fucking pissed right now.
You don't even know.
Lily and Kittie stayed up watching Anime last night. They forgot to turn off our PS2. Which I find ironic, since Kittie gets all up in arms when people leave lights on, but she won't turn off electronics.
Anyways. Our PS2 is OLD. It doesn't function very well anymore. It doesn't like to read certain disks and is very picky. It also doesn't like to run for a long time.
And they left it on. All night. With a disk in it. So of course, it just keeps trying to read that stupid Anime DVD. All night. ALL NIGHT.
So when WE tried to watch our Netflix DVD we just got, we notice it's on and still running. And now it wont read anything. I'm going to murder someone.
-Apples.
You don't even know.
Lily and Kittie stayed up watching Anime last night. They forgot to turn off our PS2. Which I find ironic, since Kittie gets all up in arms when people leave lights on, but she won't turn off electronics.
Anyways. Our PS2 is OLD. It doesn't function very well anymore. It doesn't like to read certain disks and is very picky. It also doesn't like to run for a long time.
And they left it on. All night. With a disk in it. So of course, it just keeps trying to read that stupid Anime DVD. All night. ALL NIGHT.
So when WE tried to watch our Netflix DVD we just got, we notice it's on and still running. And now it wont read anything. I'm going to murder someone.
-Apples.
Dishes, packing, and a cold house.
Sorry for the no-post last night. Beta and I went out on a lunch date and then hung out with friends for a while. We went to our local Skate Rink so that I could start breaking in my new Roller Derby Skates, but it was so crowded, and there was this black dude who was show-boating and almost crashed into me multiple times, so we left to go to Sharis.
When I got home, though... this is what I came home too....
A full sink of dishes I didn't use. And an empty dishwasher.
And yes, those are the giant bulky blue glass dishes I hate so much.
Seriously, how hard is it to rinse off your dishes after you use them and put them in the dishwasher? We've had fights over this shit before. And this time, I know Kittie was involved in the mess, because Lily practically lives over here now during the day, and so Kittie tries to involve herself. That includes making food and not cleaning up.
And I'm not fucking doing it this time. I think possibly there is a cup in their of mine, and a pot I had soaking. Everything else I used, or Beta used, I put in the dishwasher. And we were gone for lunch and dinner, so we know that shit isn't ours. :/
The clock is ticking to see who finally does the dishes. My bet is on Ember, since she usually picks up the slack that she and Dora leave. I'm not cleaning it up.
It's also freezing in here. I'm wearing jeans, and a long sleeve shirt and I'm COLD. I just checked the thermostat. It was all the way off. I wonder how long it's been like that, cause it has to be around 50ish degrees in here. Seriously, that's too cold. You all know my stint about heat, so I won't go into that again.
Anyways, I'm starting to pack. Finally. I'm probably going to ferry some stuff over to the house in a little while so that it's not taking up space in the bedroom. I've packed up most of my books [I have a lot], bedding, art supplies, and a few other nick-nacks. Beta's going to work on his books hopefully tomorrow, and I'm going to work on getting all our clothing cleaned and packed.
Lily is kinda dropping hints that she wants to move in asap. Which is fine. I want to be out asap. I'd wanted to be out the first week. But, if I'm paying for the whole month, I plan on taking my time and being organized for once.
So that's the day so far. I'll post some pictures tonight of my hats for those of you who were interested.
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
When I got home, though... this is what I came home too....
A full sink of dishes I didn't use. And an empty dishwasher.
And yes, those are the giant bulky blue glass dishes I hate so much.
Seriously, how hard is it to rinse off your dishes after you use them and put them in the dishwasher? We've had fights over this shit before. And this time, I know Kittie was involved in the mess, because Lily practically lives over here now during the day, and so Kittie tries to involve herself. That includes making food and not cleaning up.
And I'm not fucking doing it this time. I think possibly there is a cup in their of mine, and a pot I had soaking. Everything else I used, or Beta used, I put in the dishwasher. And we were gone for lunch and dinner, so we know that shit isn't ours. :/
The clock is ticking to see who finally does the dishes. My bet is on Ember, since she usually picks up the slack that she and Dora leave. I'm not cleaning it up.
It's also freezing in here. I'm wearing jeans, and a long sleeve shirt and I'm COLD. I just checked the thermostat. It was all the way off. I wonder how long it's been like that, cause it has to be around 50ish degrees in here. Seriously, that's too cold. You all know my stint about heat, so I won't go into that again.
Anyways, I'm starting to pack. Finally. I'm probably going to ferry some stuff over to the house in a little while so that it's not taking up space in the bedroom. I've packed up most of my books [I have a lot], bedding, art supplies, and a few other nick-nacks. Beta's going to work on his books hopefully tomorrow, and I'm going to work on getting all our clothing cleaned and packed.
Lily is kinda dropping hints that she wants to move in asap. Which is fine. I want to be out asap. I'd wanted to be out the first week. But, if I'm paying for the whole month, I plan on taking my time and being organized for once.
So that's the day so far. I'll post some pictures tonight of my hats for those of you who were interested.
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
How is it I always attract these people!?
Before I start on my rant, I just want to say....
OMFG IT SNOWED AGAIN! 8D I'm going to take a bunch of pictures and post them tomorrow! Here is one of our table outside! It's like TWO INCHES! <3 It's so flippin' pretty, I LOVE IT. <3
Okay, now to my rant.
Seriously. How is it that I always seem to attract these people.
Dora and Ember are sweet girls. BUT THEY SMOKE WAY TO MUCH FUCKIN' POT.
Way to much.
It is seriously all they do now. They wake up. They smoke pot. They take their showers, then they smoke more pot. They make food, then go watch a movie and smoke. They go to work, come home and smoke pot.
I never see them anymore, cause all they do it hide in their room and smoke!
AND IT'S SO GROSS!
I have to admit, I probably set myself up for this situation, because I said I didn't care as long as it didn't invade my space. They had to have the windows open, fan going, door jammed so the smoke didn't get into the main part of the apartment.
But it's getting to the point where I can TASTE it when I wake up. It seeps into our room, which as you guys all saw from the lay out, is RIGHT next to their room.
And I'm allergic to smoke. And they know it. And they say they are trying to make it so it doesn't disturb me, but it's not working.
Part of me wants to say fuck it, I'm leaving soon, so it doesn't really matter what I say. But the other part of me says NO. I'm still living here, and this isn't cool.
I think I'm going to have to put my foot down and tell them if they want to smoke, then they either smoke the stuff that doesn't smell, or they smoke outside.
I can't deal with this anymore.
As for Kittie. I saw her for about 30 seconds today. She said nothing to me, and walked out the door.
She's also making me extremely frustrated. I got a bill from my car insurance saying I was late on my payments... and owed $384! I talked to them, and the bill was inaccurate, thank god. But I was late. And why?
Because my monthly reminder usually comes around two weeks before the bill is due.
Kittie likes to get the mail. But she never gives me my mail. So even though I put the money aside for my car insurance... I forget. But it's not just that bill she neglects to give me. It's all my mail. My bank information, my letters. And it's the same with Beta's stuff too. :/ The only time I'm sure I get things is when I check the mail first.
I do the common courtesy of putting her mail on her bed, at least.
Ugh. Whatever. I escaped a heart attack, so I guess it's fine now. Just these little things that drive me up the wall....
All my angry love,
Apples.
OMFG IT SNOWED AGAIN! 8D I'm going to take a bunch of pictures and post them tomorrow! Here is one of our table outside! It's like TWO INCHES! <3 It's so flippin' pretty, I LOVE IT. <3
Okay, now to my rant.
Seriously. How is it that I always seem to attract these people.
Dora and Ember are sweet girls. BUT THEY SMOKE WAY TO MUCH FUCKIN' POT.
Way to much.
It is seriously all they do now. They wake up. They smoke pot. They take their showers, then they smoke more pot. They make food, then go watch a movie and smoke. They go to work, come home and smoke pot.
I never see them anymore, cause all they do it hide in their room and smoke!
AND IT'S SO GROSS!
I have to admit, I probably set myself up for this situation, because I said I didn't care as long as it didn't invade my space. They had to have the windows open, fan going, door jammed so the smoke didn't get into the main part of the apartment.
But it's getting to the point where I can TASTE it when I wake up. It seeps into our room, which as you guys all saw from the lay out, is RIGHT next to their room.
And I'm allergic to smoke. And they know it. And they say they are trying to make it so it doesn't disturb me, but it's not working.
Part of me wants to say fuck it, I'm leaving soon, so it doesn't really matter what I say. But the other part of me says NO. I'm still living here, and this isn't cool.
I think I'm going to have to put my foot down and tell them if they want to smoke, then they either smoke the stuff that doesn't smell, or they smoke outside.
I can't deal with this anymore.
As for Kittie. I saw her for about 30 seconds today. She said nothing to me, and walked out the door.
She's also making me extremely frustrated. I got a bill from my car insurance saying I was late on my payments... and owed $384! I talked to them, and the bill was inaccurate, thank god. But I was late. And why?
Because my monthly reminder usually comes around two weeks before the bill is due.
Kittie likes to get the mail. But she never gives me my mail. So even though I put the money aside for my car insurance... I forget. But it's not just that bill she neglects to give me. It's all my mail. My bank information, my letters. And it's the same with Beta's stuff too. :/ The only time I'm sure I get things is when I check the mail first.
I do the common courtesy of putting her mail on her bed, at least.
Ugh. Whatever. I escaped a heart attack, so I guess it's fine now. Just these little things that drive me up the wall....
All my angry love,
Apples.
Gettin' things done, makin' things fun!
Sorry for the late post, but Beta and I were having tons of fun yesterday, and I lost track of time. XD
The highlights of yesterday were as follows.
1. IT FUCKING SNOWED HELL YEAH! And it's supposed to snow tonight, too! <3 Like... FOUR FUCKIN' INCHES! I love the snow! Even if it does limit the things you can do, it opens up SO many doors!
2. I had hot chocolate. I'm a silly goose. I went sugar free this year, but I made a condition that if it snows, then I MUST drink hot chocolate. Simple pleasures, my friend, "Enjoy the little things".
3. While I had hot chocolate, I enjoyed the company of my good friend H. Who I haven't seen in a good while. Lots to catch up with, and it was great to just be with her. <3
4. I got yarn for my nephews baby blanket. Blue and Yellow. It's going to be star shaped.
5. Beta, Dora, and I went to CHUCK E. CHEESE. 8D That was a blast, even though we probably spent like.. maybe $10s. :3 Again, Simple things. I LOVE SKIBALL. <3
6. I FINALLY FINISHED A PROJECT I'VE BEEN WORKING ON FOR LIKE.... TWO YEARS. D:
This:
It is a squid hat. I have a dark red one myself. My good friend, Creme, asked me to make her one for Christmas.... two Christmases ago. D: It didn't get finished because I ran out of yarn and out of money. @o@ But! I finished it last night, and hopefully I can get it to her today... or soon. <3 She's going to be so surprised.
I do sell these hats. However, they'll cost you around $60-70s +shipping.. Ten dollars for yarn, and the rest for labor. These things take me a combined 20 hours to make, but they are really cool. It is a floppy hat, with two arm length tentacle scarves attached that have "mittens" at the end with suction cups. And then an additional 6 tentacles down the back. <3
And 7. I redyed my hair a really pretty deep red. <3
So, yeah, yesterday was good. :3
Today will be good today as well. Mostly, it will be spent taking down my beautiful tree, cleaning, and doing some reconnaissance in Kittie's room for more things we are missing. The big thing is an electric pencil sharpener that was plugged in on the desk in the common space... but is now gone. -sigh-
I'll also be working on my nephew's blankie too. :3
So a few things of note that did happen yesterday.
While Dora, Beta and I were hanging out, she informed us that Kittie was trying to go thru her to talk to us. This is one of the things I hate about Kittie, is she doesn't like to talk directly to either Beta or I. She used to write sticky notes for us complaining about this or that and leave them everywhere, and then she started using the White Board to leave us passive aggressive messages. Pretty much Dora is her new Which Board, and Dora doesn't like that, so she told Kittie to tell us herself. XD I love this girl.
Dora also told us that Kittie was thinking of giving up her room to Dora/Ember so they could have more space. But she wants them to pay $600s for it, cause there are two of them.
And I told her she better say fuck no. I wouldn't even pay $500 for that room, especially if she's only been paying 350 a month for it. She told me she did say no, and that they weren't paying for how many bodies were in the room, they were paying for the space, and they were willing to pay at most 450-500 for the room.
Kittie is just looking for a way to get more money out of them. I think it's funny how she is trying to make them pay more and justifying it, while when we were trying to tell her why it wasn't fair that she should get the master for the least amount of money, she couldn't see our justification. She's such a fucking hypocritical bitch.
And Lily was over when we all got home from Chuck E. Cheese! She was hanging out with Kittie, but after a while came out and joined us for a Monty Python movie! 8D Kittie never came out, and never talked to us, which I was fine with. But I did think it was weird that her "closest" friend ditched her to hang out with us and she didn't join in.
It's cause we're cooler. <3
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
[PS. I LOVE YOU HUBBY-CHOWDER! <3 And I love you also Alie! <3]
The highlights of yesterday were as follows.
1. IT FUCKING SNOWED HELL YEAH! And it's supposed to snow tonight, too! <3 Like... FOUR FUCKIN' INCHES! I love the snow! Even if it does limit the things you can do, it opens up SO many doors!
2. I had hot chocolate. I'm a silly goose. I went sugar free this year, but I made a condition that if it snows, then I MUST drink hot chocolate. Simple pleasures, my friend, "Enjoy the little things".
3. While I had hot chocolate, I enjoyed the company of my good friend H. Who I haven't seen in a good while. Lots to catch up with, and it was great to just be with her. <3
4. I got yarn for my nephews baby blanket. Blue and Yellow. It's going to be star shaped.
5. Beta, Dora, and I went to CHUCK E. CHEESE. 8D That was a blast, even though we probably spent like.. maybe $10s. :3 Again, Simple things. I LOVE SKIBALL. <3
6. I FINALLY FINISHED A PROJECT I'VE BEEN WORKING ON FOR LIKE.... TWO YEARS. D:
This:
It is a squid hat. I have a dark red one myself. My good friend, Creme, asked me to make her one for Christmas.... two Christmases ago. D: It didn't get finished because I ran out of yarn and out of money. @o@ But! I finished it last night, and hopefully I can get it to her today... or soon. <3 She's going to be so surprised.
I do sell these hats. However, they'll cost you around $60-70s +shipping.. Ten dollars for yarn, and the rest for labor. These things take me a combined 20 hours to make, but they are really cool. It is a floppy hat, with two arm length tentacle scarves attached that have "mittens" at the end with suction cups. And then an additional 6 tentacles down the back. <3
And 7. I redyed my hair a really pretty deep red. <3
So, yeah, yesterday was good. :3
Today will be good today as well. Mostly, it will be spent taking down my beautiful tree, cleaning, and doing some reconnaissance in Kittie's room for more things we are missing. The big thing is an electric pencil sharpener that was plugged in on the desk in the common space... but is now gone. -sigh-
I'll also be working on my nephew's blankie too. :3
So a few things of note that did happen yesterday.
While Dora, Beta and I were hanging out, she informed us that Kittie was trying to go thru her to talk to us. This is one of the things I hate about Kittie, is she doesn't like to talk directly to either Beta or I. She used to write sticky notes for us complaining about this or that and leave them everywhere, and then she started using the White Board to leave us passive aggressive messages. Pretty much Dora is her new Which Board, and Dora doesn't like that, so she told Kittie to tell us herself. XD I love this girl.
Dora also told us that Kittie was thinking of giving up her room to Dora/Ember so they could have more space. But she wants them to pay $600s for it, cause there are two of them.
And I told her she better say fuck no. I wouldn't even pay $500 for that room, especially if she's only been paying 350 a month for it. She told me she did say no, and that they weren't paying for how many bodies were in the room, they were paying for the space, and they were willing to pay at most 450-500 for the room.
Kittie is just looking for a way to get more money out of them. I think it's funny how she is trying to make them pay more and justifying it, while when we were trying to tell her why it wasn't fair that she should get the master for the least amount of money, she couldn't see our justification. She's such a fucking hypocritical bitch.
And Lily was over when we all got home from Chuck E. Cheese! She was hanging out with Kittie, but after a while came out and joined us for a Monty Python movie! 8D Kittie never came out, and never talked to us, which I was fine with. But I did think it was weird that her "closest" friend ditched her to hang out with us and she didn't join in.
It's cause we're cooler. <3
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
[PS. I LOVE YOU HUBBY-CHOWDER! <3 And I love you also Alie! <3]
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Migrane.
No post tonight.
I'm dying from this headache.
Off to bed I go, after I get drugged up.
I'll post tomorrow something awesome, I promise.
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
I'm dying from this headache.
Off to bed I go, after I get drugged up.
I'll post tomorrow something awesome, I promise.
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
The Apartment and Kittie's room.
Not much happened today, so I thought I would take this time to explain/show the lay out of the Apartment, everyones' rooms, and how much of the apartment is taken up by Kittie's shit. Which is a lot, let me tell you.
That is the layout of the entire apartment. The room sizes are as follows.
Kittie's Room ~about~ 11x11
Apple+Betta's ~about~ 9x8
Dora+Ember's ~about~ 8x7
Now, Kittie's dimensions are not as accurate as they should be. Those measurements are just for the main part of her room, and do not include her two closets, or the vanity/sink area, or her personal bathroom. The same goes for the other two rooms, its the dimensions minus the closets.
Here is a break down of how Kittie's room is laid out. The Key is to the left, but I'd like to break it down further, I'm sure you all won't mind. <3
1. Her Mini Fridge. She's had it for the entire time I've known her. The top of it holds all her fruit and snacks and stuff. Inside she has most of her sodas and super expensive juices her mom buys her.
2. Her Dresser. It's giant, and it's "special" because it "has a light on the top under the glass that lights up!" Though she never uses it. It holds mostly the clothing she never wears, her underthings, and bedding.
3. The nightstands. She has THREE of them. Why? No idea. But I have noticed a theme with her and night stands. There used to be two more of them in the living room, but we had her mom take them home because they were useless.
4. Her desk. She has one in the living room too, but for some reason she needed a second one for her room.
5. Bookshelf. Full of Manga and old art books.
6. Another bookshelf, but her mom converted this into her "pantry". It has a bunch of food on it that Kittie will never cook for herself.
7. Litter Boxes. She keeps them in her closet.
Besides the items listed above, she has a bed, TV, and a giant fuckin' easel for painting that is against the wall between her dresser and mini fridge. The bed, as you might notice from the diagram, is a giant fuckin' bed. That's because its a Queen.
She's one person.
In the biggest room.
On a QUEEN bed.
Here is a break down for the common space of the house. I didn't put a Key on this picture, so I'll just tell you what everything is. <3 It's color coated to show you what items belong to which person.
Kittie = Purple
Apple/Beta = Pink
Dora/Ember = Green
1. A giant Chair with attached ottoman. Kittie's.
2. Another nightstand/end table. Kittie's.
3. A very uncomfortable futon. Kittie's.
4. TV stand. Kitties.
5. TV. It's technically mine.
6. DVD tower. Beta's.
7. Another end table. Kittie's.
8. A giant useless round chair, it fits nowhere. Kittie's.
9. Desk chair. Kittie's.
10. The other desk. Kittie's.
11. A night stand. Filled with our D&D stuff. Dora's.
12. Dining room table and chairs from Ikea. Piece of crap, breaking even though they got it only 3 months ago. Kittie's.
13. Another end table or sorts. It hold a bunch of artwork that Kittie made. All of it is super creepy and death-like. She's a kinda messed up girl, to tell the truth. There is a plate, fork, knife, and spoon set of art work. They are like... painted white then she sharpie'd weird drawings and sayings on them. Like, "Tear. Rip. Rend. Cut to the bone. <3" or "Death looks sweet..." and other things like that. >0> Anyways. This display is useless and just takes up space.
Also, that spirally thing in the middle? It's our Christmas tree. XD Still milkin' it. <3
As you can see, most of the furniture is Kittie's. Because... "she was there first". When her mom came to visit after we rearranged the common space so it was more open, she started freaking out and yelling at us, asking if we were going to pay for new furniture when the futon and chair burned down. We asked what she meant, and apparently she was flipping out because we put the futon near a heater vent.
I will point out that the giant round useless chair used to be so close to that heater vent the heater and the chair were making love. And that chair never burned down. We told her that, and she still told us we'd have to pay for the new furniture, and this was "expensive" furniture.
Beta and I talked about it later, and find it stupid. For one reason, who buys brand new expensive furniture for a college apartment?! Idiots, that's who. I'm sure plenty of you, my fabulous readers, are either college students, or young adults, and I'm positive a good majority of you have either second hand furniture, or you're parents old furniture, right? I know when we move out, it's all gonna be old pieces of crap, and that'll be perfect.
Kittie is a 20 year old college student. She doesn't need expensive furniture.
But seriously, all I ever hear out of either her or her mother's mouth has too do with money, or the worth of something. "This chair cost $300s!"
WHO THE FUCK BUYS A THREE HUNDRED DOLLAR CHAIR FOR THEIR KID?! I KNOW I WOULDN'T!
...................................................................................................
Anyways. On to the Kitchen...
Simple. All the dishes, which are by the way made of heavy glass, [and again, who buys glass dishes for a college apartment?!] all belong to Kittie. So do the silverware, Tupperware, mixing bowls, appliances, pots and pans, rice cooker, microwave, microwave oven, other utensils and coffee machine (which Mamabitch never cleans before leaving so it molds and I have to clean it)... all belong to Kittie.
The only things that belong to me are a "brain" jello mold and a Ninja Turtle cake pan. 8D
On to the Laundry room.
As you can see in the first diagram, the water heater is in the laundry room. Between the laundry room and the washer is a closet rack Mamabitch somehow fit in there. There is a rack above the W/D that holds all the laundry soap. Kittie has her own soap and softener, so do Dora/Ember and Me/Beta. Then there are a shit ton of cleaning supplies, which are Kittie's.
And that's about it for Kittie's room and the main part of the Apartment. I'm super tired, and there really isn't anything I can think to add. So I think it's time for Apple's to get Beta off the ottoman chair and into our room for bed time.
Again, feel free to ask me questions, or just leave comments. It's kinda nice to know I'm not just talking to myself out here on the internets, so please, do post a hello at least. <3
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
PS. In addition, most likely I'll break down Mine/Beta's room and Dora/Ember's room in the future some time. When I feel like it, of course. <3
That is the layout of the entire apartment. The room sizes are as follows.
Kittie's Room ~about~ 11x11
Apple+Betta's ~about~ 9x8
Dora+Ember's ~about~ 8x7
Now, Kittie's dimensions are not as accurate as they should be. Those measurements are just for the main part of her room, and do not include her two closets, or the vanity/sink area, or her personal bathroom. The same goes for the other two rooms, its the dimensions minus the closets.
Here is a break down of how Kittie's room is laid out. The Key is to the left, but I'd like to break it down further, I'm sure you all won't mind. <3
1. Her Mini Fridge. She's had it for the entire time I've known her. The top of it holds all her fruit and snacks and stuff. Inside she has most of her sodas and super expensive juices her mom buys her.
2. Her Dresser. It's giant, and it's "special" because it "has a light on the top under the glass that lights up!" Though she never uses it. It holds mostly the clothing she never wears, her underthings, and bedding.
3. The nightstands. She has THREE of them. Why? No idea. But I have noticed a theme with her and night stands. There used to be two more of them in the living room, but we had her mom take them home because they were useless.
4. Her desk. She has one in the living room too, but for some reason she needed a second one for her room.
5. Bookshelf. Full of Manga and old art books.
6. Another bookshelf, but her mom converted this into her "pantry". It has a bunch of food on it that Kittie will never cook for herself.
7. Litter Boxes. She keeps them in her closet.
Besides the items listed above, she has a bed, TV, and a giant fuckin' easel for painting that is against the wall between her dresser and mini fridge. The bed, as you might notice from the diagram, is a giant fuckin' bed. That's because its a Queen.
She's one person.
In the biggest room.
On a QUEEN bed.
Here is a break down for the common space of the house. I didn't put a Key on this picture, so I'll just tell you what everything is. <3 It's color coated to show you what items belong to which person.
Kittie = Purple
Apple/Beta = Pink
Dora/Ember = Green
1. A giant Chair with attached ottoman. Kittie's.
2. Another nightstand/end table. Kittie's.
3. A very uncomfortable futon. Kittie's.
4. TV stand. Kitties.
5. TV. It's technically mine.
6. DVD tower. Beta's.
7. Another end table. Kittie's.
8. A giant useless round chair, it fits nowhere. Kittie's.
9. Desk chair. Kittie's.
10. The other desk. Kittie's.
11. A night stand. Filled with our D&D stuff. Dora's.
12. Dining room table and chairs from Ikea. Piece of crap, breaking even though they got it only 3 months ago. Kittie's.
13. Another end table or sorts. It hold a bunch of artwork that Kittie made. All of it is super creepy and death-like. She's a kinda messed up girl, to tell the truth. There is a plate, fork, knife, and spoon set of art work. They are like... painted white then she sharpie'd weird drawings and sayings on them. Like, "Tear. Rip. Rend. Cut to the bone. <3" or "Death looks sweet..." and other things like that. >0> Anyways. This display is useless and just takes up space.
Also, that spirally thing in the middle? It's our Christmas tree. XD Still milkin' it. <3
As you can see, most of the furniture is Kittie's. Because... "she was there first". When her mom came to visit after we rearranged the common space so it was more open, she started freaking out and yelling at us, asking if we were going to pay for new furniture when the futon and chair burned down. We asked what she meant, and apparently she was flipping out because we put the futon near a heater vent.
I will point out that the giant round useless chair used to be so close to that heater vent the heater and the chair were making love. And that chair never burned down. We told her that, and she still told us we'd have to pay for the new furniture, and this was "expensive" furniture.
Beta and I talked about it later, and find it stupid. For one reason, who buys brand new expensive furniture for a college apartment?! Idiots, that's who. I'm sure plenty of you, my fabulous readers, are either college students, or young adults, and I'm positive a good majority of you have either second hand furniture, or you're parents old furniture, right? I know when we move out, it's all gonna be old pieces of crap, and that'll be perfect.
Kittie is a 20 year old college student. She doesn't need expensive furniture.
But seriously, all I ever hear out of either her or her mother's mouth has too do with money, or the worth of something. "This chair cost $300s!"
WHO THE FUCK BUYS A THREE HUNDRED DOLLAR CHAIR FOR THEIR KID?! I KNOW I WOULDN'T!
...................................................................................................
Anyways. On to the Kitchen...
Simple. All the dishes, which are by the way made of heavy glass, [and again, who buys glass dishes for a college apartment?!] all belong to Kittie. So do the silverware, Tupperware, mixing bowls, appliances, pots and pans, rice cooker, microwave, microwave oven, other utensils and coffee machine (which Mamabitch never cleans before leaving so it molds and I have to clean it)... all belong to Kittie.
The only things that belong to me are a "brain" jello mold and a Ninja Turtle cake pan. 8D
On to the Laundry room.
As you can see in the first diagram, the water heater is in the laundry room. Between the laundry room and the washer is a closet rack Mamabitch somehow fit in there. There is a rack above the W/D that holds all the laundry soap. Kittie has her own soap and softener, so do Dora/Ember and Me/Beta. Then there are a shit ton of cleaning supplies, which are Kittie's.
And that's about it for Kittie's room and the main part of the Apartment. I'm super tired, and there really isn't anything I can think to add. So I think it's time for Apple's to get Beta off the ottoman chair and into our room for bed time.
Again, feel free to ask me questions, or just leave comments. It's kinda nice to know I'm not just talking to myself out here on the internets, so please, do post a hello at least. <3
All my Angry Love,
Apples.
PS. In addition, most likely I'll break down Mine/Beta's room and Dora/Ember's room in the future some time. When I feel like it, of course. <3
Friday, January 7, 2011
Photoshoots and cat poops.
Today was another good day.
Last night, as I had said, I came home to Kittie in her room. She had her friend [and crush] with her, Lily, and they were watching an entire box set of anime together on her bed. Ooh La La. It took them all night to finish, so Lily stayed over and slept in the living room.
I don't care, Lily is a sweet girl, and also goes to the same Art college as Kittie. I just think it's funny, cause Lily is either oblivious, or doesn't care, that Kittie is a lesbian. I know Kittie hasn't told her, so most likely she is oblivious. She told us, at least, but I have a pretty sensitive gaydar, and it's pretty obvious to me. I even suspect Lily of being at least Bi. But, seriously, watching them talk to each other sometimes.. its so awkward, I can't help but laugh! XD
I mean, Kittie doesn't go out and say it, but it's pretty obvious by her FB posts about gay rights and supporting, but she doesn't admit it on there. However, she feels quite comfortable blatantly saying it all over Gaia. She even had a "girlfriend" on Gaia for a while. Pft.
Anyways, Lily was still here when I woke up, and we chit-chatted a bit, she really is such a sweet girl. Her own Bitch of a roomie is moving out this month and is giving her all sorts of hell. It deals with her roomie losing her job, totaling her car, quiting college, and moving back home... oh, and they are on a 12 month lease till like September.
She is attempting to work it out with the office that she take our place when we move out, and they find someone to take over her lease.
All in all, nice visit. Her and Kittie had toast for breakfast and then they both left there different ways.
One thing I like when Kittie actually has guests [and by guests I mean not her mother, and mostly just Lily, her only friend, seriously. >0>] Kittie cleans her room. Including the litter box! So.. no Poop Patrol today, as it was cleaned this morning! 8D
Anyways, so the rest of the afternoon was spent with Beta and I getting ready for the photoshoot. We got out all the clothing we could possibly count as steam punk or pulp style, and got down to the business of deciding what we wanted to wear. It took a while, though, because some of my clothing were in the dryer.
And the dryer OVER HEATED.
It likes to do this every so too often. I have NO idea HOW this is possible, since all a dryer does is heat, but apparently it IS possible. And it's bloody annoying as hell! Cause, of course, when you need your work clothing dried as fast as possible because you're going to be late as of... oh god 5 minutes ago! it doesn't start.
I some how got it working again, and the clothing I needed dried. And in the nick of time, because as soon as I was dressed, it was time to go!
BUT IT WAS SO MUCH FUN AND SO WORTH IT!
The photographer was named Summer, and she was really sweet! As soon as we walked in, me in my pin-up like pilot getup, and Beta in his detective look, she was having so much fun putting us into poses and figuring out what props she had that she could use.
She showed us our poses, we got five all together, and they looked so awesome! We'll get them on the 27th. <3 I can't wait.
We then got my little sister, Ruby, and we took her out to dinner at a Japanese place, and then hung out at our apartment and watching a movie.
Just a good day and night, and very little Kittie to deal with! Beta's mood was much improved today, despite the occasional "I hate this place", but over all, so much better over yesterday. I hope it stays a while.
All my Angry Love,
Apples
Last night, as I had said, I came home to Kittie in her room. She had her friend [and crush] with her, Lily, and they were watching an entire box set of anime together on her bed. Ooh La La. It took them all night to finish, so Lily stayed over and slept in the living room.
I don't care, Lily is a sweet girl, and also goes to the same Art college as Kittie. I just think it's funny, cause Lily is either oblivious, or doesn't care, that Kittie is a lesbian. I know Kittie hasn't told her, so most likely she is oblivious. She told us, at least, but I have a pretty sensitive gaydar, and it's pretty obvious to me. I even suspect Lily of being at least Bi. But, seriously, watching them talk to each other sometimes.. its so awkward, I can't help but laugh! XD
I mean, Kittie doesn't go out and say it, but it's pretty obvious by her FB posts about gay rights and supporting, but she doesn't admit it on there. However, she feels quite comfortable blatantly saying it all over Gaia. She even had a "girlfriend" on Gaia for a while. Pft.
Anyways, Lily was still here when I woke up, and we chit-chatted a bit, she really is such a sweet girl. Her own Bitch of a roomie is moving out this month and is giving her all sorts of hell. It deals with her roomie losing her job, totaling her car, quiting college, and moving back home... oh, and they are on a 12 month lease till like September.
She is attempting to work it out with the office that she take our place when we move out, and they find someone to take over her lease.
All in all, nice visit. Her and Kittie had toast for breakfast and then they both left there different ways.
One thing I like when Kittie actually has guests [and by guests I mean not her mother, and mostly just Lily, her only friend, seriously. >0>] Kittie cleans her room. Including the litter box! So.. no Poop Patrol today, as it was cleaned this morning! 8D
Anyways, so the rest of the afternoon was spent with Beta and I getting ready for the photoshoot. We got out all the clothing we could possibly count as steam punk or pulp style, and got down to the business of deciding what we wanted to wear. It took a while, though, because some of my clothing were in the dryer.
And the dryer OVER HEATED.
It likes to do this every so too often. I have NO idea HOW this is possible, since all a dryer does is heat, but apparently it IS possible. And it's bloody annoying as hell! Cause, of course, when you need your work clothing dried as fast as possible because you're going to be late as of... oh god 5 minutes ago! it doesn't start.
I some how got it working again, and the clothing I needed dried. And in the nick of time, because as soon as I was dressed, it was time to go!
BUT IT WAS SO MUCH FUN AND SO WORTH IT!
The photographer was named Summer, and she was really sweet! As soon as we walked in, me in my pin-up like pilot getup, and Beta in his detective look, she was having so much fun putting us into poses and figuring out what props she had that she could use.
She showed us our poses, we got five all together, and they looked so awesome! We'll get them on the 27th. <3 I can't wait.
We then got my little sister, Ruby, and we took her out to dinner at a Japanese place, and then hung out at our apartment and watching a movie.
Just a good day and night, and very little Kittie to deal with! Beta's mood was much improved today, despite the occasional "I hate this place", but over all, so much better over yesterday. I hope it stays a while.
All my Angry Love,
Apples
Thursday, January 6, 2011
It kills me. [Or, ITS MY DAMN TREE.]
I'm currently typing from my laundry room. Mostly, because I'm doing laundry. Partially, because I am pretend I'm on a roller coaster by sitting on the dryer. =3=
Today was uneventful and depressing.
As I may or may not have mentioned before this post, my beloved Beta is going through some serious depressions living in this apartment. And as you may imagine, a lot of it orients from Kittie and her mother. Another part of it comes from the fact that he just simply can not find himself a job. Which ties in to Kittie, because she is oh so happy to bring it up whenever she can; Telling him how lazy he his, that he should just go get a job at McDonalds and blah blah blah. Nothing that helps him, but does motivate him to want to punch his fist down her throat.
Or so he tells me. He obviously hasn't acted on that impulse yet.
I worked this morning till four ish, and got a Face Book Text from Beta informing me that yet another item of ours went missing. About 100-200 of unused backing boards for our comics disappeared from our room.
This apartment is a black hole.
Beta was very angry, and anger turned to frustration, which turned into depression. You have no idea, no possible notion, of how much it kills me to see him like this. My fun, cheerful, adventurous love... staring blankly into space with a void in his eyes.
So I tried to cheer him up. We went to Game Stop and traded in some old games, and I got Scribblenauts! We got another $17 in credit, so we looked around for something he might enjoy... but nothing was doing it for him. So we left.
To Castles! For shits and giggles. They still had Halloween costumes on sale, so we took a lookie loo and I found a hat I had wanted that was originally $30s.... for $4! And he found a police badge for $1 that he wants to use in his costume for the photoshoot tomorrow. We went to pay...
And my card was gone.
I nearly had a panic attack. I looked through my wallet, in my purse. It was no where. I had to call and cancel the card. I get a new one in 7-10 days. :< That incident didn't improve Beta's mood. When we got back to the car, he fussed over how much he hates it here, how everything is going missing or is getting destroyed.
Pretty much... there was nothing I could do to help him get out of his rut. He's currently laying on our bed, staring at the ceiling. Void. It makes me want to cry.
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Kittie apparently talked to Dora this morning about our Christmas tree. She said something along the lines of, When are they going to take it down? They should take it down soon, since its dead, and it'll mold. Blah.
I find it ironic that she is complaining that our Christmas tree, which has shed maybe a total of 50 needles, is dead, [It hasn't even started changing colors, it's still a lovely green!] when she has eight house plants in the window sills of the kitchen and living room that are either wilting, dried out, a crumpled mess, or a combination of all three.
Beta and I will take down our $50 tree WHEN WE DAMN FEEL LIKE IT. And she can suck it. My tree is still pretty, and I want to enjoy it a bit more.
Ugh. And Mold, which I will most likely explain in further posts, is a tender subject. If there is any cause of mold in the house, it would be Kittie causing it, not us. We may have discovered the problem... but it was in Kittie's room where it crazy, not ours.
As of right now, I'm going to try to go cheer up Beta again, finish this laundry, and then go to bed. Kittie is currently in her room watching Anime with the girl she has a crush on, so at least I won't have to deal with her tonight.
-sigh- Hopefully... tomorrow will bring better moods with our Photoshoot.
All my Angry love...
Apples.
EDIT:
Also, I used Kittie's Laundry soap. =3= I felt like being a bit evil today.
Today was uneventful and depressing.
As I may or may not have mentioned before this post, my beloved Beta is going through some serious depressions living in this apartment. And as you may imagine, a lot of it orients from Kittie and her mother. Another part of it comes from the fact that he just simply can not find himself a job. Which ties in to Kittie, because she is oh so happy to bring it up whenever she can; Telling him how lazy he his, that he should just go get a job at McDonalds and blah blah blah. Nothing that helps him, but does motivate him to want to punch his fist down her throat.
Or so he tells me. He obviously hasn't acted on that impulse yet.
I worked this morning till four ish, and got a Face Book Text from Beta informing me that yet another item of ours went missing. About 100-200 of unused backing boards for our comics disappeared from our room.
This apartment is a black hole.
Beta was very angry, and anger turned to frustration, which turned into depression. You have no idea, no possible notion, of how much it kills me to see him like this. My fun, cheerful, adventurous love... staring blankly into space with a void in his eyes.
So I tried to cheer him up. We went to Game Stop and traded in some old games, and I got Scribblenauts! We got another $17 in credit, so we looked around for something he might enjoy... but nothing was doing it for him. So we left.
To Castles! For shits and giggles. They still had Halloween costumes on sale, so we took a lookie loo and I found a hat I had wanted that was originally $30s.... for $4! And he found a police badge for $1 that he wants to use in his costume for the photoshoot tomorrow. We went to pay...
And my card was gone.
I nearly had a panic attack. I looked through my wallet, in my purse. It was no where. I had to call and cancel the card. I get a new one in 7-10 days. :< That incident didn't improve Beta's mood. When we got back to the car, he fussed over how much he hates it here, how everything is going missing or is getting destroyed.
Pretty much... there was nothing I could do to help him get out of his rut. He's currently laying on our bed, staring at the ceiling. Void. It makes me want to cry.
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Kittie apparently talked to Dora this morning about our Christmas tree. She said something along the lines of, When are they going to take it down? They should take it down soon, since its dead, and it'll mold. Blah.
I find it ironic that she is complaining that our Christmas tree, which has shed maybe a total of 50 needles, is dead, [It hasn't even started changing colors, it's still a lovely green!] when she has eight house plants in the window sills of the kitchen and living room that are either wilting, dried out, a crumpled mess, or a combination of all three.
Beta and I will take down our $50 tree WHEN WE DAMN FEEL LIKE IT. And she can suck it. My tree is still pretty, and I want to enjoy it a bit more.
Ugh. And Mold, which I will most likely explain in further posts, is a tender subject. If there is any cause of mold in the house, it would be Kittie causing it, not us. We may have discovered the problem... but it was in Kittie's room where it crazy, not ours.
As of right now, I'm going to try to go cheer up Beta again, finish this laundry, and then go to bed. Kittie is currently in her room watching Anime with the girl she has a crush on, so at least I won't have to deal with her tonight.
-sigh- Hopefully... tomorrow will bring better moods with our Photoshoot.
All my Angry love...
Apples.
EDIT:
Also, I used Kittie's Laundry soap. =3= I felt like being a bit evil today.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Nothing like coming home to a warm house.
Today was a good day.
It's a rare occurrence, to be sure, but every once in a while it happens.
I woke up early to help out my parents, then hung out with Beta, Dora and Ember till I had to go to work. I haven't had a Kittie encounter at all today, and best of all, when I got home... THE HEAT WAS ON! 8D
That sounds weird, but Kittie has this obsession with turning the heat off even when it's only 21 degrees outside. Our temperature is currently 40 degrees, 38 with wind chill. But last week and the week before, when it was so cold my car froze over and I had to take a hot rag to my key lock, she kept turning it off.
Which brings up a conversation I had with Kittie when Dora and Ember moved in. She was upset because the heating bill had jumped another $30s. She stated she wanted to not turn on the heat at all, and that we should just get "house coats", or robes to all you normal people, our outside coats and blankets and suck it up.
Yes, Suck it up.
I told her, NO. There is no reason for us to put on heavy layers of clothing and coats in our own house, and besides, its not JUST the heat that is making the bill go up. There are two more people in the house doing laundry, taking showers, making good, playing games... I then tried to explain to her that the average person leave the heat on at a constant 65 degrees. My mom never lets it get below 68 in her house. And my good friend H. turns it up to 70-72 at night. But she didn't like that idea.
"I burn up and sweat when its at 55! I can't handle 65!"
So Dora and Ember tried to make a compromise. How about we keep it at 50 degrees instead?
Beta tried to explain that because we are in an older unit, the heaters don't like to kick on until the dial is turned past the 55/60 mark. They couldn't grasp it, even after we demonstrated and they could audibly hear the dial click and then the heaters fire up.
"So... 55 then?"
Nooooooo. It needs to be PAST 55/60 to even turn on!
"Oh.... So 55."
-face palm-
Then the entire conversation started over again, because somewhere around Kittie's burning up comment, she checked out of the conversation and was distracted by Annoying or Little Bitch. So she restated that we should just get house coats and blankets and not turn the heat on.
So then I made the point that we could NOT leave the heat off, or even at 50. Fifty Degrees is only 18 degrees above freezing. And if the heat is "off" at 50, then it won't hold that temperature, and the house will be freezing.
Yeah. No go on that point either. The conversation went on for WAY to long.
Finally, Beta and I left to our comfortable 60 degree room and spent the rest of the night away from idiocy. We decided that we would make sure the heat was on at all times, and even when Mamabitch turns it off literally two seconds after we turn it up, then we go and turn it up again. Eventually, Kittie backed off, and Ember and Dora got the idea, and they keep the main house warm.
I love coming home to a warm house. <3 So someone on Gaia commented the Thread I started to promote this blog. They said:
Firstly, thank you. :0 It's a terrible subject, and yes, I'll say some terrible things, but I'm glad that in terms of suckiness, I'm doing not so terrible so far! <3 And, Yes, I have, actually. Here is my latest creation! A Frog hat, for Ember.
My next project is an Apple hat with an angry face on it. =3=
So that's all for today. Kittie is home, but she is hiding in her room, and I doubt I'll see her before I go pass out in a few minutes. Hope everyone out there had a good day as well, and I look forward to some possible new comments in the morning!
With all my Angry love,
Apples.
It's a rare occurrence, to be sure, but every once in a while it happens.
I woke up early to help out my parents, then hung out with Beta, Dora and Ember till I had to go to work. I haven't had a Kittie encounter at all today, and best of all, when I got home... THE HEAT WAS ON! 8D
That sounds weird, but Kittie has this obsession with turning the heat off even when it's only 21 degrees outside. Our temperature is currently 40 degrees, 38 with wind chill. But last week and the week before, when it was so cold my car froze over and I had to take a hot rag to my key lock, she kept turning it off.
Which brings up a conversation I had with Kittie when Dora and Ember moved in. She was upset because the heating bill had jumped another $30s. She stated she wanted to not turn on the heat at all, and that we should just get "house coats", or robes to all you normal people, our outside coats and blankets and suck it up.
Yes, Suck it up.
I told her, NO. There is no reason for us to put on heavy layers of clothing and coats in our own house, and besides, its not JUST the heat that is making the bill go up. There are two more people in the house doing laundry, taking showers, making good, playing games... I then tried to explain to her that the average person leave the heat on at a constant 65 degrees. My mom never lets it get below 68 in her house. And my good friend H. turns it up to 70-72 at night. But she didn't like that idea.
"I burn up and sweat when its at 55! I can't handle 65!"
So Dora and Ember tried to make a compromise. How about we keep it at 50 degrees instead?
Beta tried to explain that because we are in an older unit, the heaters don't like to kick on until the dial is turned past the 55/60 mark. They couldn't grasp it, even after we demonstrated and they could audibly hear the dial click and then the heaters fire up.
"So... 55 then?"
Nooooooo. It needs to be PAST 55/60 to even turn on!
"Oh.... So 55."
-face palm-
Then the entire conversation started over again, because somewhere around Kittie's burning up comment, she checked out of the conversation and was distracted by Annoying or Little Bitch. So she restated that we should just get house coats and blankets and not turn the heat on.
So then I made the point that we could NOT leave the heat off, or even at 50. Fifty Degrees is only 18 degrees above freezing. And if the heat is "off" at 50, then it won't hold that temperature, and the house will be freezing.
Yeah. No go on that point either. The conversation went on for WAY to long.
Finally, Beta and I left to our comfortable 60 degree room and spent the rest of the night away from idiocy. We decided that we would make sure the heat was on at all times, and even when Mamabitch turns it off literally two seconds after we turn it up, then we go and turn it up again. Eventually, Kittie backed off, and Ember and Dora got the idea, and they keep the main house warm.
I love coming home to a warm house. <3 So someone on Gaia commented the Thread I started to promote this blog. They said:
Lol.
I'll admit, this is the first non-terrible blog I've seen in a long while. I also have to say, you are filled with...a lot of hatred. Have you considered taking up knitting?
Firstly, thank you. :0 It's a terrible subject, and yes, I'll say some terrible things, but I'm glad that in terms of suckiness, I'm doing not so terrible so far! <3 And, Yes, I have, actually. Here is my latest creation! A Frog hat, for Ember.
So that's all for today. Kittie is home, but she is hiding in her room, and I doubt I'll see her before I go pass out in a few minutes. Hope everyone out there had a good day as well, and I look forward to some possible new comments in the morning!
With all my Angry love,
Apples.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Poop Patrol, #1
So, as too show you, my lovely audience, the length of time it takes for Kittie to take care of her Cats, I am going to post a Poop Patrol post every few days with a couple point pertaining to the upkeep of the cats' space.
1. The Last time the box was cleaned [to my knowledge].
2. The current state of the box.
3. The Smell factor.
Mamabitch left yesterday, so the last time the litter box was cleaned was probably two days ago.
Here is its current state:
I rate the smell at about a 6/10.
I'll look again in about two days. :/
1. The Last time the box was cleaned [to my knowledge].
2. The current state of the box.
3. The Smell factor.
Mamabitch left yesterday, so the last time the litter box was cleaned was probably two days ago.
Here is its current state:
I rate the smell at about a 6/10.
I'll look again in about two days. :/
Of Parking Spaces, Missing Things, and Laundry.
So today Beta and I went out for a few hours to get his hair cut, get a SteamPunk monocle for a photo shoot, and just hang out. When we came home, Kittie's car was in the parking spot.
So here is a little back story about the parking spot.
With 5 people living at the apartment, there is bound to be some issues when we are only allotted one covered parking space. Four cars in total. So we devised a plan of action when Dora and Ember moved in. Last one home gets the space, since there are so little uncovered parking spaces near our building. If the first three people take an uncovered, by the time the last person gets home and there are no more uncovered spaces, they can have the parking space. And since it's been well below freezing lately, parking three buildings over and walking in 20*s is not fun.
Kittie, however, has not been honoring that agreement for over a week. So I went into her room and voice my concern.
"Hey Kittie, I've noticed you've been parking in the parking space a lot recently. We had all agreed that the last person home would get the space. And since its the middle of the day, and there were about eight open parking spaces, there really is no reason for you to take the space."
"I've been the last one home plenty of times and the space is always taken! No one respects it, so I don't have to either."
"Well, if that happens, Kittie, than you let people know. You're room is always dark even when you're in it, so sometimes we aren't sure if you are gone. And there is another car that looks like yours with a bumper sticker. I know I've gotten confused when its dark and thought it was your car.
Besides, everyone needs to respect the rule for it to work. That's why I'm mentioning it now. So if you just forget the rule and keep parking there in spite of everyone, then your not helping."
"Well no one respects it so what ever."
And that's when I left her room.
Seriously, who says that? And really, her room is always dark, I usually go check the parking lot for her car to see if she is home. And all she ever does is play on Gaia and the internet, she never leaves that room, for all I know she is home.
On to missing things.
It is a known fact that whenever Mamabitch comes to visit, she moves things. She also hides things in Kittie's room thinking they are her's. In November she took some of my clothing [and Beta's] and put it in Kittie's closet. [Which I did get back.] In December she decided to rearrange the pantry and moved some of Kittie's food into her room on a bookshelf/pantry. Among the things she took were two boxes of corn bread I had just bought, jello pudding, pumpkin pie mix, taco shells, and various canned goods. All things that were mine.
Seriously, considering the fact that her mom is the one who buys all of Kittie's food, you'd think she'd remember what she bought for her daughter. After inspecting the cabinet to find various things missing, I informed Kittie, and she begrudgingly returned my items.
Mamabitch also likes to put her initials on Kittie's things. So right around the time when the redid the pantry, she started putting "K" on everything. From the dish soap [seriously?] to a jar of peanut butter that had Dora's name on it. >;/ Yes. She marked Dora's food, and put it on Kittie's shelf. I've grown to very much dislike the letters of Kittie's initials...
Other than food, Mamabitch also takes our art supplies. Beta and I, even though we aren't going to school for it, love to draw and the like. So we have many artsy things. Most recently, some of our art paper disappeared. Six bags of 11X18 inch "poster board" art paper just... up and vanished from our giant clip board which had been in the living room. It's been about two weeks since either of us can remember seeing it. We've asked. No one has seen it. We, of course, are suspicious, and I have searched Kittie's room with no luck.
Now, before anyone blames me for invasion of privacy, here is my defense, albeit, its a kinda crappy one.
Due to past experiences where things have gone missing from the main part of the apartment, and have turned up in Kittie's room, the logical place to check [especially after a Mamabitch visit] is Kittie's room. I do, and usually I find. Simple as that.
Like Beta's vest. I bought him a dressy vest from Goodwill to make into fancy Steampunk-ish ware. Beta and I are going to get vintage photos taken on Friday, and he was considering wearing it. One problem though...
We couldn't find it.
So, for a second time, I looked in Kittie's closet.
I found it.
Kittie likes to wear black. And her closet is all black. She also likes to wear vests and has about 5 of them. She'll have like two hampers FULL of clothing and wait till her mom visits, and then has her mom do her laundry. This is why Beta's vest always ends up in Kittie's closet. Because Mamabitch dutifully does her spoiled daughter's laundry and mixes our clothing in with them.
But back to the mom doing the laundry.
The last time Mamabitch came to visit, before Christmas, Dora and Ember were busy doing laundry. Kittie came over to them and said:
"Hey guys. Can you tell me when you are done with laundry, cause I have a lot to do t0o, you know." [ As a side note, when Kittie is being snide and rude, she sounds like a valley girl, though she is the farthest thing from it. Keep that in mind when you imagine her talking. ]
Yeah, of course. Dora responded.
About a half hour later, Dora informed Kittie they were done. Kittie was in her room, and her mom was in the living room at the desk. Kittie never left her room. Mamabitch, however, upon hearing that the washer was free, got up and started doing Kittie's laundry. Six+ loads worth of clothing and folding later, she was done. And Kittie never helped her fold or sort or anything.
Just, Ugh. Thinking back makes me angry and causes me to wonder why I even stayed this long.
Anyways, I think I've gone on long enough. I'd love to hear comments or questions from you guys, so don't be shy! I will, of course, post again tomorrow.
With all my Angry Love,
Apples.
So here is a little back story about the parking spot.
With 5 people living at the apartment, there is bound to be some issues when we are only allotted one covered parking space. Four cars in total. So we devised a plan of action when Dora and Ember moved in. Last one home gets the space, since there are so little uncovered parking spaces near our building. If the first three people take an uncovered, by the time the last person gets home and there are no more uncovered spaces, they can have the parking space. And since it's been well below freezing lately, parking three buildings over and walking in 20*s is not fun.
Kittie, however, has not been honoring that agreement for over a week. So I went into her room and voice my concern.
"Hey Kittie, I've noticed you've been parking in the parking space a lot recently. We had all agreed that the last person home would get the space. And since its the middle of the day, and there were about eight open parking spaces, there really is no reason for you to take the space."
"I've been the last one home plenty of times and the space is always taken! No one respects it, so I don't have to either."
"Well, if that happens, Kittie, than you let people know. You're room is always dark even when you're in it, so sometimes we aren't sure if you are gone. And there is another car that looks like yours with a bumper sticker. I know I've gotten confused when its dark and thought it was your car.
Besides, everyone needs to respect the rule for it to work. That's why I'm mentioning it now. So if you just forget the rule and keep parking there in spite of everyone, then your not helping."
"Well no one respects it so what ever."
And that's when I left her room.
Seriously, who says that? And really, her room is always dark, I usually go check the parking lot for her car to see if she is home. And all she ever does is play on Gaia and the internet, she never leaves that room, for all I know she is home.
On to missing things.
It is a known fact that whenever Mamabitch comes to visit, she moves things. She also hides things in Kittie's room thinking they are her's. In November she took some of my clothing [and Beta's] and put it in Kittie's closet. [Which I did get back.] In December she decided to rearrange the pantry and moved some of Kittie's food into her room on a bookshelf/pantry. Among the things she took were two boxes of corn bread I had just bought, jello pudding, pumpkin pie mix, taco shells, and various canned goods. All things that were mine.
Seriously, considering the fact that her mom is the one who buys all of Kittie's food, you'd think she'd remember what she bought for her daughter. After inspecting the cabinet to find various things missing, I informed Kittie, and she begrudgingly returned my items.
Mamabitch also likes to put her initials on Kittie's things. So right around the time when the redid the pantry, she started putting "K" on everything. From the dish soap [seriously?] to a jar of peanut butter that had Dora's name on it. >;/ Yes. She marked Dora's food, and put it on Kittie's shelf. I've grown to very much dislike the letters of Kittie's initials...
Other than food, Mamabitch also takes our art supplies. Beta and I, even though we aren't going to school for it, love to draw and the like. So we have many artsy things. Most recently, some of our art paper disappeared. Six bags of 11X18 inch "poster board" art paper just... up and vanished from our giant clip board which had been in the living room. It's been about two weeks since either of us can remember seeing it. We've asked. No one has seen it. We, of course, are suspicious, and I have searched Kittie's room with no luck.
Now, before anyone blames me for invasion of privacy, here is my defense, albeit, its a kinda crappy one.
Due to past experiences where things have gone missing from the main part of the apartment, and have turned up in Kittie's room, the logical place to check [especially after a Mamabitch visit] is Kittie's room. I do, and usually I find. Simple as that.
Like Beta's vest. I bought him a dressy vest from Goodwill to make into fancy Steampunk-ish ware. Beta and I are going to get vintage photos taken on Friday, and he was considering wearing it. One problem though...
We couldn't find it.
So, for a second time, I looked in Kittie's closet.
I found it.
Kittie likes to wear black. And her closet is all black. She also likes to wear vests and has about 5 of them. She'll have like two hampers FULL of clothing and wait till her mom visits, and then has her mom do her laundry. This is why Beta's vest always ends up in Kittie's closet. Because Mamabitch dutifully does her spoiled daughter's laundry and mixes our clothing in with them.
But back to the mom doing the laundry.
The last time Mamabitch came to visit, before Christmas, Dora and Ember were busy doing laundry. Kittie came over to them and said:
"Hey guys. Can you tell me when you are done with laundry, cause I have a lot to do t0o, you know." [ As a side note, when Kittie is being snide and rude, she sounds like a valley girl, though she is the farthest thing from it. Keep that in mind when you imagine her talking. ]
Yeah, of course. Dora responded.
About a half hour later, Dora informed Kittie they were done. Kittie was in her room, and her mom was in the living room at the desk. Kittie never left her room. Mamabitch, however, upon hearing that the washer was free, got up and started doing Kittie's laundry. Six+ loads worth of clothing and folding later, she was done. And Kittie never helped her fold or sort or anything.
Just, Ugh. Thinking back makes me angry and causes me to wonder why I even stayed this long.
Anyways, I think I've gone on long enough. I'd love to hear comments or questions from you guys, so don't be shy! I will, of course, post again tomorrow.
With all my Angry Love,
Apples.
Monday, January 3, 2011
The Characters and Backstory.
For the last four months, I've put up living with a Bitch.
It's a long and complicated story as to how I ended up in this situation, and its been even more complicated LIVING with her.
But I can stand it no longer. I MUST rant. And now that I have informed her that by the end of this month, my boyfriend and I will be vacating, I can. >8D
So, for the next month, I will be posting daily the trials and tribulations of the last month of having to deal with the Bitch, we'll call her Kittie, and her mother, Mamabitch. Here's an over view of who lives in the apartment, and a quick back history. I'll post again tomorrow.
THE OCCUPANTS
Kittie
a 20 year old virgin closet lesbian who is can't seem to get off the cord. Dubbed "Kittie" for her obsession over her three cats, literally to the point where we can legitimately call her a crazy cat lady. She also neglects to clean up after said cats, sometimes for more than a week. With three cats, the litterbox should be cleaned out every other day, if not daily. Its gross. Seriously. She goes to Art college and is extremely stuck up about it. Also, incredibly selfish. She currently made Mamabitch buy her a brand new DSLR camera, a $800+ purchase, fully knowing her mom is not only in debt, but has NO JOB. She occupies the MASTER BEDROOM, by herself.
Angry Apple
otherwise known as the author of the blog. -wink- I'm 20 years old, an aspiring colorist for comics and illustrations, and I'm doing it the old fashioned way; by the skin of my teeth. No fancy art college for me. I'm also hoping to open my own business at some point. Other than that, I work two jobs to pay the bills, and enjoy such pass times as Reading, drawing, crocheting, Roleplaying, and going to conventions. I occupy the MIDDLE BEDROOM, with my boyfriend Betaray.
Betaray
19 year old struggling artist and baristo, [or male barista]. Out of work for a year due to poor economy and sexist coffee stand owners. Enjoys coffee, comics, and movies. Is overstressed and depressed from living conditions of the apartment, mostly due to Kittie and Mamabitch. He hasn't had a decent nights sleep in over two months, and is constantly stuck at the apartment. Biggest beef? His things going missing for no reason. He occupies the MIDDLE BEDROOM, with his girlfriend Angry Apples.
Dora
The resident Mexican of the household. Now 20 years old, She moved into the apartment just before Thanksgiving, and thus far, has been a great improvement over Kittie. She does her dishes, cleans up after herself, likes to Roleplay, and works at the movie theater [which means we get to watch movies... for FREE]. Dora is also going to the same Art College as Kittie. She is upfront about everything, and doesn't take crap. She can also make ANYTHING work with her amazing MEXICAN POWERS! She occupies the SMALLEST BEDROOM, with her BFF Ember.
Ember
The other girl. She moved in at the same time as Dora, and has been a great improvement as well. Despite the fact that she has been hitting the pot a bit too much lately, she is more desirable as a room mate that Kittie could ever be. She does the dishes, cooks food for us every so often, and also works at a movie theater. She doesn't go to college. She is obsessed with the Beatles, and likes to play Rockband. She occupies the SMALLEST BEDROOM, with her BFF Dora.
THE OTHER PEOPLES
Mamabitch
Kittie's overprotective and bitchy mother. Currently has no Job, but does "Secret Shopper" on the side. Due to the effects of not cutting the cord from Kittie, she must return to the apartment every other week. At LEAST. This wouldn't be a problem... that is, if she didn't talk about everyone behind their backs, take our food and hide it in Kittie's room, rearrange our items in the living room and steal our art supplies thinking they are Kittie's [because.. really, Kittie is the only ACTUAL artist in the house, so these MUST be her's!], and Kittie informed us that she was going to have a visitor. She loves to find ways to tell everyone they are wrong, and likes to storm around the apartment. She doesn't live in, nor help pay for, the apartment.
The Cats
Dubbed "Orange", "Pester", and "Little Bitch". They are Kittie's pets, which she trades with her mother every so often like Pokemon. Orange is sweet and cuddly, and was originally supposed to be Betaray and Mine's cat. Kittie somehow coerced his original owner to give him to her when we were unable to house him. Pester is the most annoying cat in the world, and likes to wake people up. Little Bitch used to be housed with Mamabitch, and unfortunately, we think she rubbed off on the cat.
So that's the General deal. I have a lot to rant about, and most of it is ridiculous and will probably be fairly hilarious to you, my audience. I hope you enjoy it, and LEARN from it. Trust me, you NEVER want to be in a situation like MINE.
READ. LEARN. LAUGH. COMMENT.
With all my Angry Love,
Apples
It's a long and complicated story as to how I ended up in this situation, and its been even more complicated LIVING with her.
But I can stand it no longer. I MUST rant. And now that I have informed her that by the end of this month, my boyfriend and I will be vacating, I can. >8D
So, for the next month, I will be posting daily the trials and tribulations of the last month of having to deal with the Bitch, we'll call her Kittie, and her mother, Mamabitch. Here's an over view of who lives in the apartment, and a quick back history. I'll post again tomorrow.
THE OCCUPANTS
Kittie
a 20 year old virgin closet lesbian who is can't seem to get off the cord. Dubbed "Kittie" for her obsession over her three cats, literally to the point where we can legitimately call her a crazy cat lady. She also neglects to clean up after said cats, sometimes for more than a week. With three cats, the litterbox should be cleaned out every other day, if not daily. Its gross. Seriously. She goes to Art college and is extremely stuck up about it. Also, incredibly selfish. She currently made Mamabitch buy her a brand new DSLR camera, a $800+ purchase, fully knowing her mom is not only in debt, but has NO JOB. She occupies the MASTER BEDROOM, by herself.
Angry Apple
otherwise known as the author of the blog. -wink- I'm 20 years old, an aspiring colorist for comics and illustrations, and I'm doing it the old fashioned way; by the skin of my teeth. No fancy art college for me. I'm also hoping to open my own business at some point. Other than that, I work two jobs to pay the bills, and enjoy such pass times as Reading, drawing, crocheting, Roleplaying, and going to conventions. I occupy the MIDDLE BEDROOM, with my boyfriend Betaray.
Betaray
19 year old struggling artist and baristo, [or male barista]. Out of work for a year due to poor economy and sexist coffee stand owners. Enjoys coffee, comics, and movies. Is overstressed and depressed from living conditions of the apartment, mostly due to Kittie and Mamabitch. He hasn't had a decent nights sleep in over two months, and is constantly stuck at the apartment. Biggest beef? His things going missing for no reason. He occupies the MIDDLE BEDROOM, with his girlfriend Angry Apples.
Dora
The resident Mexican of the household. Now 20 years old, She moved into the apartment just before Thanksgiving, and thus far, has been a great improvement over Kittie. She does her dishes, cleans up after herself, likes to Roleplay, and works at the movie theater [which means we get to watch movies... for FREE]. Dora is also going to the same Art College as Kittie. She is upfront about everything, and doesn't take crap. She can also make ANYTHING work with her amazing MEXICAN POWERS! She occupies the SMALLEST BEDROOM, with her BFF Ember.
Ember
The other girl. She moved in at the same time as Dora, and has been a great improvement as well. Despite the fact that she has been hitting the pot a bit too much lately, she is more desirable as a room mate that Kittie could ever be. She does the dishes, cooks food for us every so often, and also works at a movie theater. She doesn't go to college. She is obsessed with the Beatles, and likes to play Rockband. She occupies the SMALLEST BEDROOM, with her BFF Dora.
THE OTHER PEOPLES
Mamabitch
Kittie's overprotective and bitchy mother. Currently has no Job, but does "Secret Shopper" on the side. Due to the effects of not cutting the cord from Kittie, she must return to the apartment every other week. At LEAST. This wouldn't be a problem... that is, if she didn't talk about everyone behind their backs, take our food and hide it in Kittie's room, rearrange our items in the living room and steal our art supplies thinking they are Kittie's [because.. really, Kittie is the only ACTUAL artist in the house, so these MUST be her's!], and Kittie informed us that she was going to have a visitor. She loves to find ways to tell everyone they are wrong, and likes to storm around the apartment. She doesn't live in, nor help pay for, the apartment.
The Cats
Dubbed "Orange", "Pester", and "Little Bitch". They are Kittie's pets, which she trades with her mother every so often like Pokemon. Orange is sweet and cuddly, and was originally supposed to be Betaray and Mine's cat. Kittie somehow coerced his original owner to give him to her when we were unable to house him. Pester is the most annoying cat in the world, and likes to wake people up. Little Bitch used to be housed with Mamabitch, and unfortunately, we think she rubbed off on the cat.
So that's the General deal. I have a lot to rant about, and most of it is ridiculous and will probably be fairly hilarious to you, my audience. I hope you enjoy it, and LEARN from it. Trust me, you NEVER want to be in a situation like MINE.
READ. LEARN. LAUGH. COMMENT.
With all my Angry Love,
Apples
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