diary of a manic obsessive.
Showing posts with label graves. Show all posts
Showing posts with label graves. Show all posts

6.14.2010

the back story.

The last time i came to visit, Trav & I searched the internet for apartments & rooms for rent.

After we looked at 3 nice apartments that we wanted, but couldn't afford... we ended up with a pretty promising Room for Rent, in the SAME complex that we'd been staying in, with our friend Alan & his room mate, Chad - [The Parkwood].

We went to look at it & it was a nice, basically empty [the roomies had only been here for about a month] 2 bedroom, 1 bath [ugh.] apartment with a nice, sunny, clean room with a full wall of mirrored closets.

the roomies were #1 [chick], #2 [bro] & pup [Graves].

Trav moved into the room on June 1, with me to follow soon after. While i was home, packing up all my shit & getting ready to leave to drive across the states to move in, i find out...

There was a fight.
Graves is not trained, BEYOND not trained, he pisses all over the rug & it is now ruined, smelly, stained, awful. gross.
Chick & Bro apparently scrapped & he hit her [?!?!?!], so HE moved out & may end up behind bars for the assault. [awesome...]. So, naturally, we need a new roomie.
Chick invited a friend of hers to live with us, dorm style in her room.
new roomie is a "dancer". She's 19 & rarely here. She's a smoker, which kinda makes me happy, bc i'm not the only one, but she has weird hours & it is very evidant that she's 19.
i don't know how i feel about the fact that she's 19. it kinda makes me nervous bc if she has a party or something & the cops come, there's booze & Trav & i are here, are WE fucked bc we're old enough to have booze?! Oiy!

In the tradition of Spanky's nicknames:
Chick will now be Jane for Jane Doe, bc she's missing, she's NEVER here.
Bro will be JB for Jail Bird. I don't know if i'll be writing about him, i hope not, bc if i do, that means he prob showed up & that's not good.
New-Roomie will be Kandy. I hope that's not mean, but her real name starts with a K & she's a dancer, so... [i hope that's not mean].
Graves is, unfortunately, his real name.

Since i've been here, i've seen Jane a few times, Kandy twice, JB never & Graves CONSTANTLY.

Saturday, i spent cleaning as best i can without any cleaning solution, vacuuming the common area, walking the dog, feeding the dog, WASHING the trash can bc it was nasty (turns out, when Graves poops on the floor, Jane picks it up & THROWS IT IN THE TRASH!? EW! FLUSH IT!!!!!!!!!!), emptying & reloading the dish washer & unpacking as much as i could.
Then i set up the lamp & set up the TV & DVD player. [we have no cable... anyone that knows me or has read a few posts, probably knows that i'm a TV ADDICT! ugh.]

It's been good, overall, but we're gunna have to get some things, soon.

I'm making a list of the things we need so i can organize my life have something organized! haha

[feel free to buy me ANY of these things! hahah My question is, why can't you register for "moving out"? hahah]

a mini Letter from Spanky:

Dear luvies,

I want to thank you all SO much for all the comments & luvs.
I appreciate it SO much, you have no idea. You're all keeping me sane!
xox

-Spanky*

luvs it*

6.13.2010

reality bitch slap

It's day 2 of living out of my parents house & living with Trav. It also happens to be our 3 month anniversary. We should be wild & crazy kids, getting shit-faced, living it up, bang'n like rabbits... instead, we've been taking care of the room-mates dog (Graves...), cleaning the apartment, grocery shopping & watching Seinfeld & twilight on DVD (i guess Trav's 3 month anniversary gift to me is actually pretending to care about Twilight..? kinda sweet of him, actually).
I'm having a cigg & listening to people down the way screaming & obvi having a drunken blasty.


We were invited to a bar on the beach for drinks, but we couldn't go bc we are BROKE.

We only got to go grocery shopping bc i hounded my mother to give me some of the cash she owes me. ugh. :(

this is a short entry bc i wanna get back before trav decides that Twilight sucks & before the dog gets a chance to shit on the carpet AGAIN. (i've lived here for 2.5 days now & i've cleaned up the dogs crap 3 times... roommate #1 just came home for about half a nano-second, i told her that HER dog shat on the rug, so... naturally, she picks it up & THROWS IT IN THE TRASH CAN!?!?!?! EW! FLUSH THAT SHIT, BITCH!)

fml...

wonder when we'll have the money to move the fuck out of here.

poor dog...

more soon...

oh, right, i remember, never end a post on a bad note....
we have a pool & a hot tub!!!!


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