My bottom left wisdom tooth has been hurting for the last three hours.
My sinuses are all plugged up.
My legs are sore from work tonight.
I've been sneezing like a crazy person all day, even though I took an allergy pill.
I've got a headache and a dry throat.

Something's gotta give, body! :/

On my way home from the Arden B today, a car was riding my tail. Quite literally, she was two feet behind my rear wheel. Totally unsafe! We were going 40 in a 35 zone on Marshall Avenue, also known as Lake Street. I figured five over the speed limit should suffice.

Nope!

At her first available convenience, she pulled into the middle lane (which is covered in yellow slanty stripes that say, "Hay, no driving here guys!") and passed me, quite nearly swerving into me in the process, and then slammed on their brakes. I laid on the horn and three middle fingers shot out of various orifices of the car. At the next stop light, I ended up right behind the car. The woman who decided to grace me with her words astounded me.

"Fuck you and yo' little bike ridin' ass. You should have gotten your ass ova in the bike lane a looooong time ago, 'stead-a makin' us wait. Fuck you, bitch! Fuck you and your white ass bike ridin' self."

Mercifully, the light changed at this point.

Calmly, I took note of the license plate and car info, pulled over to the side of the road, and called the po-po.

I know it wasn't an emergency call, and I told the operator as much. She said she would pass the information on to local squads.

*sigh*

It's going to be a long summer.

A second sign was given to me on my way home that today is NOT the day to be out and about on the scooter. Sitting at a stop light at 35th and Chicago, a woman pulled around me and several other vehicles, into the oncoming traffic lane, in order to make a right hand turn.

Why she couldn't be bothered to go around us the other way is beyond me.

Why she thought her "excuse me" and a little wave would be a sufficient excuse as to her fucked up behavior is also beyond me.

Greh.

Whenever my cell phone is charging overnight, my alarm is totally not reliable. If the "battery full" message pops up before the alarm goes off, the alarm will make the phone blink, but it won't make any sound. Pretty ineffectual, if you ask me.

Arg, time for a new phone. >:(

Yes, yes I would. And I have. I would expect the same of my friends if they knew something like that about my significant other as well.

March 16th, 2009

Jessica V. Lindgren
Ann J. Braton
[insert address and apartment number here]

Dear Jessica Lindgren and Ann Braton:

It has been brought to our attention that you and/or your guests have been causing disturbance to other residents in the building. It has also been brought to our attention that you have a considerable amount of traffic in and out of your apartment. This has been a disturbance to other residents in the building.

Please be advised that such disturbances is in violation of the terms of the lease you signed with us, wherein it is stated that you agree:

"...Occupant promises not to act in a loud, boisterous, unruly or thoughtless manner or disturb the rights of the other residents to peace and quiet, or allow his/her guests to do so."

"No music or any other sound or conduct of Occupant or Occupant's guests shall be permitted at any time, especially after 10:00 p.m. and before 8:00 a.m., if it disturbs or annoys other Occupants of the building or surrounding buildings."

Therefore, we must insist that such disturbances cease at once. Failure to comply with this request will constitute a breach of written contract agreement that we have with you and will force us to take legal action to have you removed from the premises, while still holding you responsible for rent on your apartment until same can be re-rented.

We are hopeful you will be able to cooperate with us in this matter.

Sincerely,

B. T. & A. Construction Co.

B. Livingston
Lease Department

cc:file

I guess my biggest issue here is that most places give you a "three strikes, you're out" rule instead of a "one strike, you're out" rule. This seems a little harsh for a first noise complaint. Unless the caretaker/other residents have been complaining all along and they HAVEN'T notified us, in which case, threatening to evict us is extreme. There should have been some warning before this. Hell, it's an extreme measure no matter how you dice it.

This will make my decision to stay or find a new place come September extremely easy. I don't know about Ann, but I know I can't stay here if I have to be afraid that watching television could be the thing that gets me evicted. FUCK, what a way to end my day! >:(

This is the second Rock Band microphone we've had die on us in as many weeks. I will be writing a very curt letter to Logitech tomorrow. I hope they replace my microphone(s) for free.

>:(

( epic disappointment )

Back to square one, I guess.

To-do, to-day...

(not necessarily in this order)

* get MN Care application
* pick up soap and deodorant at Target (I got everything else with Mom on Monday)
* disassemble night stands and move them downstairs
* fold clean clothes
* do a few loads of dirty clothes
* fax tax documents to caminatr
* pay caminatr for last year's taxes...whoops
* make bed
* organise desk area
* put away Christmas gifts
* organise bookshelf
* put Damian's shit in a bag to be mailed back to him
* organise hall closet

That's a pretty ambitious list for tomorrow. I wonder if I'll be able to get through any of it without damncutekitty's help. :P

Tomorrow will be one of those days where I need some caffeine. I can feel it in my bones.

Yesterday, as most of you know, I ended up hauling ~100 pounds of Target party goodies to Tiff's house using my own brute strength. Today, I am SORE AS HELL in my arms, shoulders, neck and back. My butt even hurts a little, but I doubt that's related to carrying heavy bags of stuff. I don't know what that pain is from. Bah. I have to take a shower and go to werk...on a Sunday! I hope I don't have many tables. :P

Ann and I got up at 7:30, much to our dismay. We had every intention of going to pick up supplies for the party. Her truck? Totally would not run. BUMMER.

After pushing the dead truck around the corner and out of the intersection, I hopped a bus and scooted downtown in record time. Bought $70 worth of party supplies (boo on Target for making candy only 30% off today instead of 50%...cheap bastards are on to me!) and somehow carried it all to Tiff's.

Got Tiff up and begged her to help me bring the hundred pounds worth of gear to my place. We also stopped and picked up some beer. Woot!

Just got home, $130 lighter in the wallet, and Ann is off to get her truck fixed. Turns out, the people who "fixed" her car left her with a nice "transmission fluid leak", thus, it would not work.

Hopefully, the rest of the day will be much better than the start of the day. It's only noon, and all of this shit has already gone down. WTF?!

Does anyone else see a problem with the fact that it's October 26th and it's SNOWING outside?!

I move NEXT WEEK, people. I have packed NOTHING. This is not good.

Ann and I are meeting with the caretaker lady today to pay rent. Speaking of which, maybe I should give her a call so we can meet up beforehand to do the buying of the check. Gross.

Things to do ASAP:

* Procure as many moving boxes as possible
* START PACKING
* Rid myself of unnecessary items for garage/lawn sale
* Repair screen
* Drain-O the tub (long hair sucks)
* Hammer down details about my trailer...the U-Haul guy was supposed to call yesterday! :(
* Find my prepaid bus pass...it's been missing for a few days now! :(
* Calm the eff down

I totally lost my NTI splint last night. It's somewhere in my apartment, in close proximity to my bed, but I have no idea where it is right now. That's the only downer to the silly thing--it's great for helping me not grind my teeth, but it's tiny, and I have a tendency to take it out while I sleep. :P

I got a letter in the mail today from my insurance agency. American Family, in case this information helps. It says:

Re: Policy Number XXXX-XXXX-XX-XX-XXXX-XX

It has been brought to our attention that your driver's license status is currently CONAX.

CONAX: This person is not currently licensed in Minnesota. (This may be someone who was never licensed in Minnesota; an expired Minnesota drivers license; a person formerly licensed in Minnesota, but now licensed in another state; a deceased person; or a person who is in the service and has an expired license.)

You need to go to your local Minnesota Drivers License Bureau to obtain a valid Minnesota Drivers License.

At the end of 60 days, we will be verifying that you have a valid license. Failure to obtain a valid Minnesota driver's license will have an adverse effect on your automobile insurance.

Sincerely,

ROCHELLE TOBEK
MINNESOTA UNDERWRITING

RDT/gpe

cc: MARY L DRESCH
XXX-XXX

That is the letter, mistakes and all. Ugh.

I have a current and valid driver's license. I am not licensed to drive in any other states. I am not dead. I am not in the service, and if I were, I would not be available to go to a driver's license station to get a new one.

What the eff does this mean? I'm thinking worst case scenario, someone has stolen my identity and has a driver's license in another state! My insurance agent says she has NO RECORD of this, and even though the letter states SECOND REQUEST, I haven't seen any other copies of this.

The longer this drags on, the more worried I get. Normally, Mary calls back IMMEDIATELY with any kind of information I need. Granted, it's a Friday, there is a decent chance that Rochelle is already out of town. I called her at one, it's now almost four. I want answers!

Scooter needs a tune up and oil change. Problem? Nobody locally will touch it. The last time I was at the Baron dealership (in Plymouth), there was a guy there and his 'maintenance' was going to take a week to be completed.

I don't want to be without my scooter for a week. I can't get it to Plymouth. Dammit.

Anyone know anything about scooters? Like how to do an oil change or basic maintenance? I'll compensate you for your time. HALP!

Oh, and let's all say it together: 433 was totally right. Must remember to listen to 433 in the future. *headdesk*

I had a buttload of AWESOME pictures from last night's adventures. When I left the house, they were in a (virtual) folder on my computer desktop. When I got home, the folder REFUSED to be renamed (so I could copy the new folder from the memory card) and claimed to be "in use by another program". I closed everything down and shut the computer off. I let it sit for a minute or two, then started it back up.

In the folder, instead of being around 200 pictures, there are now FOUR. One of Dan telling a story at Chino Latino last night, one of our taco adventure, one of a license plate from downtown, and one of the Aquatennial Royalty Candidates.

What the eff happened?! Where are my pictures! :(

Well, not really. But it's a funny subject line. Makes me smile, and that's all that matters. :)

I meant to get up at 9 this morning. I *just* stumbled out of bed at 11. I think it had a lot to do with the fact that Mr. Kitteh was trying to get me up and out of bed around 5:30 again. A-hole.

today is filled with much to do and little time to do it in. They are showing my apartment around 2, so that gives me three hours to get this place in tip top shape. It's not in TERRIBLE shape, mind you, but it's still not great. I'll get there, no worries. The only thing that really worries me is the terrible cramping sensation radiating from my girly parts. That makes me not want to clean. Other than that, I'm set!

To do before 2:

- make bed
- organize top of dresser a little bit better
- put clean and folded laundry away
- change kitteh litter (like fully take the box to the dumpster, empty it out, fill it with new stuff changing...I am NOT looking forward to this one...lulz)
- clean toilet
- clean bathroom sink
- sweep bathroom floor
- wash cups in sink
- pick up living room floor
- organize table a little
- vacuum floor if time permits

UGH, it's almost 11:30! Where does the time go?!

I really need to drop my utilities costs per month. What do I do?!

Poll #1223839
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 14

get rid of...

Cell phone--SRSLY nobody ever calls me. I hate paying $60/month to talk to my mom. She's nice and all, but STILL. Plus, I hate carrying the damned thing.

Internets--I use them often, most people email, myspace, facebook, eljay, whathaveyou. The only real downer is that I often get up in the morning and don't get OUTSIDE before half the day is gone down the tubes. Damn you all for having such interesting lives!

I really wish I had a picture of how EXTREMELY LOW the lake usually is. To give you an idea, mom says the water level was about three feet lower than the deep end of the dock less than seven days ago.

That's a pretty radical increase, yes?

Normally, rocks and underwater vegetation are plainly visible and we have about a foot of sandbar action at the submerged end of the dock. I'll find a shot eventually and show you. Until then, enjoy the new water-logged look of our cabin. :)

SBj