Thursday, February 02, 2006

The bear in the campground just wants to play, but doesn't know its own strength

We got away clean yesterday, I'm dropping by tonight to grab some clothes and such--quick in and out, maybe a half hour tops. Gotta get back to the future in-laws' place before Survivor, after all.

Our cat is quite annoyed about the move (if only we could explain things to her) but she's been there before and it's really for the best. Also got word yesterday that one of our family cats on the island had died suddenly. She had been old, frail, sick and ill-tempered for a while, but...I miss her.

Suffice to say, for those who know this means, that she was David's cat. She was beautiful, playful, delicate, and charming company. I'll add her picture when I can.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Assholes $300, Wrye Zero

It was a great weekend with the folks visiting and The Frantics reunion special, but things went downhill rapidly after that, with a cancer scare (doctor doesn't think that's what we're looking at, but given my family history I can't be too careful, so he has referred me to a specialist) and the psychopaths downstairs going batshit insane and slashing my tires. So today finds me kinda decompressing and coming off the adrenaline high.

So...first order of business is to minimize the time we're in our existing apartment, and not stay overnight. Me, the fiance, the cat and our computers are bugging out tonight to housesit for her parents, who'll be away until the 20th. By which time, using that as a base and returning to pack things during the day, we should have most of the old place packed up and ready to go. If we can move in to our as-yet-hypothetical new place on the 25th, say, things might just be okay. I don't like the looks of that five day gap, but we are not exactly without resources here.

The ladlady has offered another apartment, one not above the crazy people and in a neighbouring building, but frankly that offer would have been fine up until the point someone took a knife to my car. I'm not sure putting the car in the neighbouring parking lot is an adequate hiding place, really. She's also made noise about evicting the psychos, but--frankly that doesn't suggest to me that I want to be around when and if they get that notice.

So far, 2006--big thumbs down from here. Maybe March will start heading upwards.