i know i don’t update anymore. i just get sick of whining about the same stuff all the time. i’m exhausted and stressed out due to getting ready to move, hating my job, and continuing to gain insane amounts of weight. (yeah, i really, really need to see the doctor, but i haven’t had time and i’m dreading it. he’s just going to say the same things he always does.) i actually had a pretty socially active week last week, and i’ll talk about it when i have time. for now, i have to work out then get showered and dressed, since someone is coming over to give an estimate on maid services. the last one was pretty expensive, so i’m hoping this is a bit less.

well, i’m finally feeling coherent enough to attempt an entry.

the trip to tally was nice. the hotel was way nicer than the one we stayed at last time, and i think it was only around $20 more per night. so that was good. oh, and there was a restaurant with bar, and the drinks were really strong, so we spent our evenings there.

as for looking at houses, it was good and bad. the good is that we found a style of townhouse we like, and it’s only about 15 minutes from the law school. the bad thing is that these are very limited, and the only ones within our price range are either rather crapped-up and need work i’m not sure we can handle, or are leased out beyond the time we’d need them. and everything else we looked at in town was yuck. we also looked at crawfordville (in wakulla “we’ll kill ya” county. the realtor said that was the nickname, and i can see why.) it takes at least 45 minutes to drive from crawfordville to tallahassee, though, so we’ve pretty much had to cross that off our list, though the pretty new houses beat the hell out of most of everything we saw in town. at my favorite house – which was surrounded by trailers – the neighbor across the street has a rooster. i really wanted to live there, but alas, commuting sucks.

and there’s other stuff, but i want to close everything down and get the fuck out of here before any students come along. sure, it’s about 15 minutes early, but it’s monday and i don’t get paid enough to look at the clock that closely.

i will be getting one of these when (if) they’re available over here.

happy 11th/4th anniversary to… us! on a saturday afternoon much like this one, 11 years ago, sohei and i started “going steady.”

and i’m still too tired to think of anything significant to say about it.

there’s a lot to talk about but i’m too tired right now. we just got back, and i need to rest and eat and stuff. and i won’t get brumby back til tomorrow, but neko needs some pets. so, yeah.

ever since i started this diet (yesterday) any time i eat something sweet without eating anything else, the first bite makes my mouth hurt. like my tongue/salivary gland area. i’m not sure whether it has anything to do with the diet, but it’s the only life change i’ve made since yesterday.

oh, and i lost three pounds. in one day. i’m thinking perhaps the scale must have been reacting to atmospheric conditions or something, because there’s no way i could have lost that much weight at once. i’m going to weigh in before i head off to tally tomorrow and see if it was a fluke.

by the way, i guess i won’t be checking in til i get back, so no updates til friday night or saturday or so. unless it’s a phone pic post or we actually have wireless internet at the hotel. we won’t have my poor darling puppy, i know that. he’s staying at his own hotel this time. sohei insists he’ll have fun, but i know the employees won’t, as i’ll be calling every ten minutes or so to check on him.

i finally heard back from the realtor, thank god. we’ll be discussing our options later this afternoon. this leaves me time to pack and get ready for the trip, and clean up around here a little. we originally intended to put the house up on may 15, which is a week from now. which means we’ll be spending the whole weekend getting the house ready to show. we haven’t fixed everything or done any landscaping, but i’m hoping that at least the house will be clean. i think, when i go back to work next week, i’m going to make some pamphlets with info and selling points to hand out when people come to look at the house.

i’m really going to miss this place. it’s the coolest house i’ve ever lived in. i keep hoping we’ll be back someday.

i’m really, really close to going on a murderous rampage. if i have to deal with one more fuckstain this week, i’m going to kill whoever it is.

first, i had to deal with that stupid bitch of a professor. i sent a polite (incredibly difficult), well thought-out email with proof of why i felt my grade was inappropriate, and of course all i get back is bullshit. she either deliberately misread what i wrote, or she’s a fucking idiot. she didn’t address any of my points and her reply pretty much boiled down to: “i’m always right and i’m not conceding an inch, and don’t bother trying to go over my head because i’ve already warned the head of the department that you’re a liar.” needless to say, i will be requesting a different advisor, since i’m stuck at this fucking awful school. so much for a perfect gpa.

then, i just got a call from our realtor. he decided he doesn’t want to help us if we’re not buying right away, and doesn’t want to work within our price range. a little inconvenient, seeing as sohei already asked for those days off, and i made non-refundable reservations for a hotel, and we’re leaving on wednesday. it’s not like i didn’t tell him, when i first contacted him a month ago, what we needed and what we expected out of this trip. that’s what really pisses me off about this whole thing. i was honest and up-front about the fact that we knew nothing about the town, and didn’t intend to buy/close until july or august. he knew this from the start. i also made him aware of what price range we intended to work with. so he decides, a month later, two days before we’re supposed to meet, that he doesn’t want to help us. he was incredibly insulting about it, too, insinuating that it was a waste of time and resources considering how little we wanted to pay for a house. little does he know, we met with our mortgage broker yesterday, and it turns out we can pretty much afford nearly twice as much as i first estimated, which is a reasonably big chunk of change, indeed. oh well. that’s what he gets for being such an asshole i guess. i’ll be sure to let his boss know all about it when i write his company to complain about his shitty attitude.

in the meantime, despite having such incredibly short notice, sohei managed to find a different agent that might be able to help us out. i’ll be talking to her when she gets out of her meeting at five. i appreciate that he went to the trouble (considering i was incapable of voicing anything but loud obscenity at the time), but i’m not holding my breath. he says he told her everything about our situation, but we’ve obviously been there before. so we’ll see what happens. we’re still going up to tally, since we can’t get a refund on our hotel, but i don’t think we’ll be doing quite as much house hunting as i previously thought.

anyway, i have to go drink some olive oil now, for my kooky diet.

i should get depressed more often. i keep having these great dreams about hot musicians. last night i had a too short visit from jim marcus. well, we all know how i get in the springtime.

i finally just went out and bought the shangri-la diet book, since there isn’t a library in all of florida that would send it to me. it took an afternoon to read, and i’m drinking my sugar water as i speak. type. whatever. i’m going to go out and buy the oil soon, but i’m waiting to hear back from sohei so i can finish our loan application. this is probably the weirdest diet i’ve ever tried. nothing else has worked, though, so we’ll see what happens.

i am so not in a good mood right now.

i just checked to see if my grades were in yet, and two of them are. of course, the one that isn’t is for that stupid, awful management class i wouldn’t even have taken if it weren’t required. (it was about the biggest waste of a class i’ve ever had to take. i didn’t learn anything, and it was a bunch of corporate idiot-babble.) of course, the professor is the woman that insists there are no excuses for anything – despite the fact she seems to have one for every single thing she screws up, which is plenty. and she still doesn’t have our grades done despite the fact all my other ones were done by tuesday. so, anyway, i went to see if she had a final grade posted, and saw that my participation grade was only 5/20. which will be seriously fucking up my entire grade, by the way. i sent her an email asking why my grade is so bad when i followed her instructions to the fucking letter. (sans the f-word.) i’m waiting to hear her snotty, infuriating reply, but i can tell you that unless there’s a damn good explanation for this, if she doesn’t change my grade, i’m going to complain to the school. i have straight-a’s, and if one grade from one assignment fucks that up, i’m not going to stand for it. i might even accept a b, but if it’s any lower than that, i’m going to complain to the dean. considering if you get two c’s, you’re out, i’m not getting a fucking c. up until this point, i had perfect grades in that class, and pretty much for every class. it doesn’t make sense for me to fail like this, and i’ll be sure to bring that up if i have to protest my grade. shit, as an undergrad i got all of one c as a final grade, and that was the semester mum died. i’m not going to drop this. her instructions for the assignment sucked, and i’m not going to let my grade suffer for that.

a less minor irritant, but one i did not need today, was that the request i made for a book at the library was cancelled, with no reason given. they sat on it for three days, then cancelled it. i was hoping to take the book with me to tally, but now that i had to order it from a different branch, it won’t be here in time.

so i’m in a fucking terrible mood today.

man, if you want to read something creepy and sad, just go here. i don’t know what’s worse: reading the last statement of someone accused of something really gross where they keep talking about god and heaven, or seeing that someone with no prior criminal history is being killed for something they probably didn’t do.

actually, it all sucks. no matter what someone does, it is not the right of anyone to kill them.

so i had this dream last night where sohei and i were being held against our will. i don’t know whose house it was, but i guess it was supposed to be ours, though it wasn’t. and the guy that was holding us hostage or whatever happened to look a lot like ohgr. you can guess where this is going. the sad thing is, it didn’t. i was just starting to make out with the guy (i’m a slut, okay?) when sohei came in and i was babbling something lame then, in real life, my cell phone rang. in the distinct ringtone i use for sohei, waking me, and thus ruining my chances of getting any from the hot criminal ohgr look-alike.

damn
damn
damn
damn.

thisclose to this. (<—wow, that’s weird. the dream guy actually looked a lot like this pic. which is odd coz i don’t usually think of him looking so… normal.)

i think i’ve already infuriated the realtor. and possibly the mortgage broker. this isn’t going to end well.

i keep forgetting to mention, i got guild wars: factions this past weekend, so if anyone plays that, let me know and maybe we can meet up in-game. i also keep forgetting to get my animal crossing friend code, but when i do, i’ll be sure to post it.

despite the fact that it’s right there in the sidebar, i managed to miss deb’s birthday again this year. >_< so, a very belated happy birthday to you!