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Note how the ball went over the line the first time, now note how she wasn't taking any chances. Finally, notice how she followed the ball into the net. Now that is Bad-Assery in the umpteenth degree.
I cleaned up an apartment that looked like a hoarder lived and died there. So here's the story, my cousin hated her place (girl just has bad apartment karma) and decided to move, at the same time my friend and his ex-girlfriend were moving away from their place and my cousin decided to take over. Last weekend she said that she was going over to clean and I said I'd help. I'm not kidding when I say I gagged a few times, there was cat shit on the floor, there was dirty clothing, newspapers galore (most unread and dating back, as far as I can tell, to May) and dirty dishes in the sink. The dishes were fucking moldy, yo. All-in-all we've thrown out between 10 and 15 bags of garbage and recycling, plus those awkward odds and ends like boxes and hte cover to a kitty-litter pan. Yeah...
And then there's the issue with electricity. Basically friend and ex had money issues (but still received newspapers, wtf?) and had the power cut. Cousin called Hydro-Quebec and they said that the address is blocked and the landlord had to contact them, landlord did, they said turn off the power at the main fuse and that they'd be by on Monday. We did, they didn't show up, but they showed up on Tuesday and left a note in cousin's mailbox going "Congratulations, you're no longer living in the dark ages!" She went "hallelujah!" flipped the switch and checked everything, no power. She contacted HQ and they said "sorry, it's on at our end" and then the landlord he said talk to the handyman and she did (meanwhile everyone's saying, go to your neighbour, check the meter and make sure it's on... because all the meters are in one dwelling?) he went down the next day and HQ forgot to flip the switch on the meter.
And then there's the bedbugs. Yes, that's right. I'll give you a moment to shudder and cringe. So the Ex moved out about a month ago (still hasn't taken her shit) and last week she was on the phone with my cousin "oh by the way, I noticed when I got home that my mattress has bugs" which, yeah, not cool. I told my cousin to contact her landlord, landlord replied with (what essentially amounts to) "get your friend to take care of it. It's their fault." So I've been after her telling her that no, it's the landlord's responsibility, but I don't think she wants to rock the boat (this is her fourth place in less than three years) and then our friend (who has or at least had the propensity for bullshitting people) said that his ex is just trying to stir up trouble. We've all looked but we've not seen anything, friend and cousin are all "see?" and I keep going "I don't trust us to see them or not, we don't know what we're looking for".
TL;DR? Everyone is taking advantage of my cousin's inexperience and dumbassery and I am not happy at all.
I don't know if you guys remember me going on about a lovely New Zealand show called Outrageous Fortune, but I did and it was lovely. I loved Cheryl and her kids (minus Jethro who's just an absolute tool) and Judd. Everyone, really. But then I found out Judd and Pascale ended up together and ugh, so many squick issues. He was in a long-term relationship with her mother, he treats one of her brothers like his own kid, but then I realized that hey they have chemistry and it actually might suit Cheryl's place in the end, she was always about her children and setting her family on the right path, she's always had that independent streak and I have an idea that it ended with her happy and free, and it's nice knowing that her happiness isn't tied to a man. I'm sure I'll rant later on.