Originally uploaded by This Year's Love.
I haven't even lived there but I hate it.
Some asshole tried to break into it or was bent on simply causing destruction. They threw a small log through the window in the same room that the crack whore was hiding in. That room is cursed. My dad asks me why I don't want that one for my bedroom. Uh. Nightmares?? Seriously. Plus the whole house is mine--it doesn't matter where my bedroom is. My stuff will be in every room 'cause it's my house.
Not that I have any desire to stay there.
They didn't get into the house, thank God. The alarm would've gone off if they had. I think the lack of floor in that room might've made them think twice. But that side of the house is very vulnerable with an abandoned school, no lights at the moment and no neighbors or prying eyes. Wait until I do live there and the dogs are there. No one will fuck with Israel.
What's done? Not much. My dad did get some work done for the water heater but that's about it. I am so sick of it not being ready. I'm sick of shelling out money for something I can't enjoy. If I'd even be able to enjoy it. My phone still doesn't work, the tech never came out or called, I've been paying for internet I've never used since July that doesn't even work because the phone won't work! It can all be traced back to the wires coming down and them taking over two weeks to come out and fix it. There's still a wire in the backyard that goes to cable. I will cut it eventually, fuck whoever owns it because they won't come out and do something about it.
In good news my putting off calling to make an appointment for a doctor's visit to get approved for life insurance paid off. Literally. I got refunded after I didn't go in to have measurements taken. First of all, no. I don't want to go to a doctor. I don't have time. I didn't like that they kept calling at like ten in the evening and could barely speak properly. Nor do I have the spare change. I told the insurance agent that--the job was probably going to change, I don't have an extra $32 sitting around. Life insurance is not that important. Whether or not it bites me in the ass, meh.
So anyway. Maybe tomorrow something will get done. More than likely it won't. I am so over this.
