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Aug. 21st, 2009
Yesterday was fucking retarded. We were supposed to meet someone in the morning at the mall, but we missed each other and that was gay. We came home, took a nap to pass the time and then woke up as our power went out. First assumption: brownout. I drug myself out of bed and heard someone outside. I had the brief thought that it might be someone cutting the electricity to work on the AC unit.
My optimism was completely wrong.
It was the electric company coming by to shut our power off because Al owed $400+ on the bill and never had enough sense to ask us for money when I was working or even let us know what the bill was from month-to-month. I specifically said I refuse to pay a thing until I see a bill. Apparently, paying his bills is just too much, but having to buy food and litter for 15+ cats living in dog crates in his living room is a-okay.
I guess my priorities are a bit skewed.
So, I freak out. I call and call and call TJ's mom's phone to bitch him out. By the time I DO get ahold of him, he gives me the 'well, I told you I got a shut off notice blah blah you guys could have paid something on it blah blah'. Yup. Because I'm just rolling in dough that I'm blowing on dumb shit. Y'know, despite the fact that the only way I'm feeding us at the moment is because I went down an applied for food stamps. Which I was shocked they even gave me in the first place.
So I hang up on him because, otherwise, I was going to flip the fuck out.
My mother comes by, after I'd called her. She dropped off two coolers in case we needed them, since we have a fridge full of food we just bought and like hell I was going to let it go bad. Bud, on the other hand, proceeds to bitch about how they're going to be late going over his sisters' house for dinner and to see his nephew play ball or some dumb shit. The look on my face was one of 'what the fucking hell, I don't have fucking electricity, nor do I know how I'm going to get it fuck off and die'. My mom could tell I was pissed and it was everything I could do to not go off on him. I told him to just shut up and stop talking because he was being no help and he stormed off to the truck like I did him some great wrong.
After all of that, I called the electric company and inquired about getting service set up in my name and avoiding having to be responsible for the bill here already. Since Al told us it wasn't an issue and he would pay them and it's not my fault he has the communication skills of a retarded child. It was no issue, except I had to pay a security deposit of $215 first.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
I tell them I'll call back once I check my funds. I am, of course, broke. $0.30 in the bank and maybe $2 to my name at the moment. TJ suggests using a check, since it can be done over the phone and doesn't pull from my bank account for a few days. This will, apparently, work. So I do that and they set me up to get the power back on tomorrow (or, today, technically).
Downside? We had to go all night without power, so we couldn't cook anything. But we did have some snacks, so that worked. A nice storm went through and Al actually had the gall to come by and tell us there was a tornado warning (there was not) and blah blah. I pretty much blew him off and went about finding candles. Everything was all yellow outside and I ended up napping upstairs with the balcony door open while it passed over us.
We stayed up late and played the DS and PSP, which were thankfully charged. My phone had died, because I was only hold at least 3/4s of the 2-3 hours I was on the phone with the electricity company.
BUT. Power is on now. And that is good. If I end up dropping under in my bank account, my finanical aid should go through around the 24th-26th or so. So it won't hurt me too badly. And, really, there's not a lot I can do about it at this point anyhow.
Al came by today and was all 'I see you figured something out with the power' I was like, 'yup, sure did' and left it at that.
UUUGH. Just dumb.
Now, I'm going to make some curry and maybe clean out the extra room here for storage and such because it's a fucking mess and needs it. I also need to do dishes and organize TJ's fur stuff. Debating on moving it downstairs? But I can't move the nice stand I have some craft stuff on because it's HUEG. But we'll see, I guess. I'm pretty resourceful.
My optimism was completely wrong.
It was the electric company coming by to shut our power off because Al owed $400+ on the bill and never had enough sense to ask us for money when I was working or even let us know what the bill was from month-to-month. I specifically said I refuse to pay a thing until I see a bill. Apparently, paying his bills is just too much, but having to buy food and litter for 15+ cats living in dog crates in his living room is a-okay.
I guess my priorities are a bit skewed.
So, I freak out. I call and call and call TJ's mom's phone to bitch him out. By the time I DO get ahold of him, he gives me the 'well, I told you I got a shut off notice blah blah you guys could have paid something on it blah blah'. Yup. Because I'm just rolling in dough that I'm blowing on dumb shit. Y'know, despite the fact that the only way I'm feeding us at the moment is because I went down an applied for food stamps. Which I was shocked they even gave me in the first place.
So I hang up on him because, otherwise, I was going to flip the fuck out.
My mother comes by, after I'd called her. She dropped off two coolers in case we needed them, since we have a fridge full of food we just bought and like hell I was going to let it go bad. Bud, on the other hand, proceeds to bitch about how they're going to be late going over his sisters' house for dinner and to see his nephew play ball or some dumb shit. The look on my face was one of 'what the fucking hell, I don't have fucking electricity, nor do I know how I'm going to get it fuck off and die'. My mom could tell I was pissed and it was everything I could do to not go off on him. I told him to just shut up and stop talking because he was being no help and he stormed off to the truck like I did him some great wrong.
After all of that, I called the electric company and inquired about getting service set up in my name and avoiding having to be responsible for the bill here already. Since Al told us it wasn't an issue and he would pay them and it's not my fault he has the communication skills of a retarded child. It was no issue, except I had to pay a security deposit of $215 first.
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
I tell them I'll call back once I check my funds. I am, of course, broke. $0.30 in the bank and maybe $2 to my name at the moment. TJ suggests using a check, since it can be done over the phone and doesn't pull from my bank account for a few days. This will, apparently, work. So I do that and they set me up to get the power back on tomorrow (or, today, technically).
Downside? We had to go all night without power, so we couldn't cook anything. But we did have some snacks, so that worked. A nice storm went through and Al actually had the gall to come by and tell us there was a tornado warning (there was not) and blah blah. I pretty much blew him off and went about finding candles. Everything was all yellow outside and I ended up napping upstairs with the balcony door open while it passed over us.
We stayed up late and played the DS and PSP, which were thankfully charged. My phone had died, because I was only hold at least 3/4s of the 2-3 hours I was on the phone with the electricity company.
BUT. Power is on now. And that is good. If I end up dropping under in my bank account, my finanical aid should go through around the 24th-26th or so. So it won't hurt me too badly. And, really, there's not a lot I can do about it at this point anyhow.
Al came by today and was all 'I see you figured something out with the power' I was like, 'yup, sure did' and left it at that.
UUUGH. Just dumb.
Now, I'm going to make some curry and maybe clean out the extra room here for storage and such because it's a fucking mess and needs it. I also need to do dishes and organize TJ's fur stuff. Debating on moving it downstairs? But I can't move the nice stand I have some craft stuff on because it's HUEG. But we'll see, I guess. I'm pretty resourceful.