Welcome to my own personal little block of hell

About a month and a half ago I was walking from my bedroom into the living room and looked down to see water pouring in from under the door.
I freaked out and called the landlord, but our landlord goes through a company called 'Hometown Property Management,' so when we call them, it takes a little while for them to pass the message on to him. The most frusterating thing about this is that he also owns the business next door to us (yes the cemetery), so half of me wants to jump the fence, go over there and find his phone number somewhere in the building.

Ian and I continued to call the place until they gave us the cell number of the maintenance guy (fuck duh!). Guess what he says...."I'll be there in about an hour, I'm on my way to church"

ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? MY HOUSE IS FLOODING!!!!!!


Wellll...these fucking assholes show up an hour later (and many towels of mine later) and put a huge ugly tarp over our house.
This ugly tarp has remained a permanent fixture since. We have received no calls from them, received any mail from there, or been given any sign that they have any plan of helping us. Last I heard, they said they were gonna wait for a nice day to come by and work on the roof. There have been plenty of nice days in the last month and a half!

Well guess what, it is pouring cats and dogs outside and once again, and once again, there is water coming in under my door. My porch looks (and acts) like a waterfall, I can't open my door without having an umbrella in hand.

Picture to the right is of the water damage on the ceiling and wall by the door already.


Renter's Rights book, here we come...

we bombed the moon...srsly

I've been meaning to write about this for a while....


This was Nasa's thought process:

"Hmm, we have $79 million dollars laying around. Most of the world lacks food, birth control and other essential resources but let's bomb the moon."

Yes that's right, last Friday morning Nasa set off a nuclear bomb on the moon. This was supposed to blow open a huge canyon on the moon 6 miles in diameter, then another craft was to be sent in after it with a camera to search for water under the surface.



And it was a dud basically.

Money well spent, aye?

Get pissed.

R.I.P. Halloween

Between worried mothers keeping their children home, and those of us that actually remember how to trick or treat are growing out of it, I haven't been feeling very fulfilled the last couple of Halloweens. Hardcore kids in Olympia used to get super amped on the holiday, and practice for months before hand to have a cover-band show with costumes, singing, dancing, moshing and all sorts of good times had. Everyone I've asked this year about it has straight up said it isn't worth doing because no one would come and no one has the money to put it on.
I spent all the money I had on getting together 'Fright Nights' to get some sort of fun tradition going and maybe try to re-wake the child in any one of our friends to smile and dress up and act goofy with me and eat candy till we puke.
Seems no one is really up to the task of having a good time and being fun this year because our Fright Night attendance has been dwindling. Not only that but I have twice been the only person who dresses up, bought pumpkins, made food, picked out movie after movie...only to be unappreciated and overlooked.
LAST Halloween was my first one living in the city so I got our apartment (Apt. #138 w/ Corey) all dressed up, I even put the international sign for 'knock on my fucking door and get some goddamn candy' out (any Halloween decoration will do, just stick one out there on the door and you should have youngsters lining up the block....)

....but low and behold I did not get ONE trick or treater the entire night. I even had told the little girl that lived below us to come trick or treat my house and that I had bought lots of candy. Even bribing them doesn't work! Parents either take their kids to some school function where they walk around a safe, closed in, trick or treating environment with all their teachers and friends or they just go trick or treat at their relatives houses.
When I was a kid, I would team up with a group of my friends and walk around Carolyn Beach and Steamboat Island till we had blisters, and try to hit every house with a light on. That's part of the fun of it! Yeah we usually had an adult escort who would wait on the street or by the car if it was too cold, but it was so awesome seeing everyones house decorations, costumes, getting mad when old people gave you apples or toothbrushes.

Halloween is dead, or has at last had all the spirit sucked out of it..

The only thing I've seen lately that gave me a small chance of hope was the movie 'Trick R Treat.' I'd like to thank writer/director Michael Dougherty for that one. Great movie that is basically just like someone puked up Halloween all over it. Soooooo good. I am a total dork I know, and that is why next Thursday I'll be the only one dressed up as a werewolf carving a pumpkin.

Here we go

I forgot I had made this a while back, but I figure I'll start it back up.

Since I last posted, Ian and I have gotten a house and a puppy, and I got a new job.

Our humble abode is indeed humble, but it ours, and I'm proud of it. We have one bedroom, a small bathroom, a living room and a small kitchen. The backyard is huge, and I started my first vegetable garden out back and my first flower garden out front! I've felt a lot more grown up (obviously) since we moved in here. I guess both of us aren't kids anymore...our concerns now lean more towards how to pay rent, mow the lawn, feed the animals or wash the dishes rather than how to get a ride to a show, how to get beer, who's dating who and what shirt I should wear today.

Onto the new puppy....
Bruiser Ruckus Bracken was adopted week 12 of her life from a sweet couple up in Marysville. Apparently the girlfriend had a female pitbull terrier (shown on the right, ready to explode with 10 pups inside her!), and the boyfriend had a pug/bull terrier mix (shown below...hahahaha), needless to say the humans weren't the only ones gettin some action, and that is how Bruiser and her 9 brothers and sisters came about. 3/4 pitbull 1/4 pug...what a mix!!!! She's the smartest, sweetest puppy I could have ever hoped for. I taught her to sit, lay down, shake, roll over and stay all within about a month. She can be a handful sometimes (what pup isn't) but she is one of my new best friends.





Onto my new job....after four years of driving all the way out to Shelton to work I finally quit and got a job in Olympia! I work at Perfect Cup which is a walk down the road from our house. It is constantly busy so the tips are great, and I am working five days a week so hopefully I can start saving some real money for school.

I guess that is all of the updates in my life, so now that we're all up to date......

now I've seen it all.

No fucking way.



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Perfect Christmas gift for my Mother...