"Universe?" (tap tap tap) "You can stop it, anytime now"
Oh man! So tomorrow is my last final exam. Nine am on a Saturday sucks. But. What really sucks is Abbotsfords transit system. It turns out, that I will not be able to get to my exam until at least twenty minutes after it starts. Being late for an exam is one thing. KNOWING that you are going to be late and anticipating that is another.
Also, I am moving at the end of this month, I am for the most part excited about it. I will have a house with two fridges and two washrooms and the cats never ever have to come inside again (they're tough outdoorsy types that have been going stir crazy for many months since the landlord decided that cats do not belong outside. Period.) and I get to grow a garden because I will have a backyard. What is stressing me out though, is that the two hundred dollars I need to pay first months rent is floating around in cyberspace and not even a little bit in my bank account -- which is precisely where I need it. Every attempt to rectify this situation has been thwarted by some smooth typer in the cyberverse making ambiguous statements about "verifying" something somewhere. They won't tell me what or where. And whoever is writing the messages is a master -- polite enough to seem helpful -- while saying really nothing at all.
Yesterday while helping a friend move (I am participating in a total of three moves this month) my internet provider called to inform me that they cut off my internet. This is not cool. I paid this bill. I went back through my bank records which plainly show that the bill was paid -- March 22nd! I called my bank and it turns out that they sent the money to the wrong account number, which is strange, because I have been paying that account number for many, many months with no problems.
My landlord drags the disheveled carcasses of the local drug addicts, and silly looking teenagers with sideways hats (who are utterly coated with plastic bling) through my apartment two to three times a day -- imploring them hopelessly to please just rent this suite.
I feel like I am at capacity -- any more and I will explode.
/rant off
**Edit** Katherine, lovely feisty little thing that she is, is giving me a ride to school. Yay!
Also, I am moving at the end of this month, I am for the most part excited about it. I will have a house with two fridges and two washrooms and the cats never ever have to come inside again (they're tough outdoorsy types that have been going stir crazy for many months since the landlord decided that cats do not belong outside. Period.) and I get to grow a garden because I will have a backyard. What is stressing me out though, is that the two hundred dollars I need to pay first months rent is floating around in cyberspace and not even a little bit in my bank account -- which is precisely where I need it. Every attempt to rectify this situation has been thwarted by some smooth typer in the cyberverse making ambiguous statements about "verifying" something somewhere. They won't tell me what or where. And whoever is writing the messages is a master -- polite enough to seem helpful -- while saying really nothing at all.
Yesterday while helping a friend move (I am participating in a total of three moves this month) my internet provider called to inform me that they cut off my internet. This is not cool. I paid this bill. I went back through my bank records which plainly show that the bill was paid -- March 22nd! I called my bank and it turns out that they sent the money to the wrong account number, which is strange, because I have been paying that account number for many, many months with no problems.
My landlord drags the disheveled carcasses of the local drug addicts, and silly looking teenagers with sideways hats (who are utterly coated with plastic bling) through my apartment two to three times a day -- imploring them hopelessly to please just rent this suite.
I feel like I am at capacity -- any more and I will explode.
/rant off
**Edit** Katherine, lovely feisty little thing that she is, is giving me a ride to school. Yay!