My turn to complain

May 16, 2009 17:10

The cat pulled through the carpet in Liberty Lake. No one disputes this. We talked to the landlord and he came up and we were in all agreed that it would need to be replaced. That was at least a month ago. So we get all packed and leave and everybody is happy and friendly and noone mentioned in all this time that this was going to cost way more than our damage deposit. Now we owe them $1644.54, and we could have been knowing this and budgeting for it for over a month now if they had the fucking balls to tell us to our face. Oh well I do not envy their karmic reward for this, and their google maps reviews.. instead of one bad one good.. now reflect an actual pattern towards the bad.

OK. But here's a better one. Rachel wanted to go into the art store with just Dahlia. So when she came out, Barrett and I were leaning on the back bumper all nonchalant, eating this:




R: "Mmmm, can I have a bite?"
D: "Noo..."

But in the end she got a bite because she was a mummy, not a girl.

Oh yeah, trying to convince Barrett to lean against the car was hard. But, he is used to this thing where he has to touch the car (with his hand - while we get something out, or whatever). So. I told him he had to touch the car, which he did, then said he could do it with his butt if he wanted. And yes, he wanted! Now that's how you get Barrett to lean on something.

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