Checking in from the road. I’m within waving range of Bunz.
That would be perfect.
I didn’t say you have to tell the truth. Once you get her into the apartment looking at your etchings, you are on your own.
Hi** VBob**! :waving furiously:
I went to bed waaaay to late last night not having secured a sub job for today. I decided that if I happened to wake up around 5 that I would see if any were available. I got one which made me both :rolleyes: and 
because I can certainly use the money. Thus, I spent a long day as a social studies teacher at the high school and I am now home wishing that I had time to take a nap before fixing dinner for my grandparents.
Flytrap, you are a devious S.O.B.
I like that about ya.
I ain’t loaning you money.
G’day, all. Spent my weekend trying to convince landlords on Craigslist that yes, actually, I WOULD like to view the apartment, so please call me, or email me, to let me know. Sadly, the landlords were curiously resistant to this. Not sure how they make money, really…
I’m new enough that I don’t remember you, but nice to meet you!
On a side note, blurf. Very tired and achy (long and busy day yesterday which was worth today), having problems with climate control in the apartment (even with AC set and on lowest possible temp, it blows heat), hoping maintenance will be here today to check it out. Also need to juggle the budget to get new glasses. Earliest I can get in for the eye exam will probably be the 16th, since I’ll need DH to drive afterward (eye doctor will no doubt insist on dilation). He needs this weekend to recover from some bug, we have plans on the 9th that seriously conflict with me having an eye exam.
Good news, state tax refund arrived, paid off a credit line. Federal refund due next week to pay off a credit card or two.
Home at long last. I am beat! We’re going to try out the new Longhorn Steak house for supper in about an hour. Tomorrow, daughter is going with **FCD **to pick up his bike. I’m staying home and doing chores.
That’s all I’ve got. For now. Maybe for the rest of the day… who knows. I’m mysterical like that.
Fine, I take it back then…
Flytrap, you are a devious S.O.B. (that’s it, no more, nothing else to say, move along now) 
Howdy from da cave. Da bear is tahrd! On the plus side pizza is on the way. YAY!!!
Howdy Coyote! LTNS! Come back and play.
Laterz!
Eesh, silly day.
Went to the preview of a local exibition on chocolate- my housemate works for the museum, and got me a free ticket, cos they gave out free chocolate, wine 'n nibbles.
Housemate was supposed to be coming with me, but called last thing saying they’d asked her to stay late and work it 'cos they’re perpetually short staffed. When I got there, she was in the gallery being really woozy 'cos she’d somehow got clunked in the head with a steel bar, and had a large lump on there to prove it :eek:
I couldn’t persuade her to go home, but as soon as I got home myself, I got a phone call saying she’d been ordered to go get herself checked out after telling one of the managers that the lights were too bright in a really dimly lit room, so I had to immediately drive back down and take her to the horse-pittle, before she stubbornly tried to walk there, halfway across town.
We then spent an hour sitting in the accident and emergency department, until she persuaded me to go 'cos I hadn’t even eaten dinner (chocolate, wine 'n nibbles, while splendid in their own way, do not constitute a reasonable meal), and she said the nurse who’d checked her over told her there was a several hour wait to see the doctor. I told her not to walk back (halfway across town again), and to call me when they were done, went to go get takeaway and took it home to eat. Had about 10 bites, and she walks in.
Among mules there’s a saying about being as stubborn as my housemate. :rolleyes:
Made it safely to my sister’s house, and she’ s not here to greet me. No marching band, no fatted calf, nuthin. Whatta slacker! 
I can let you have five bucks.
I had a *horrible *experience apartment hunting on Craigslist for the same reason. No one ever responded to emails. Local want ad rag was much better–it’s how I ended up in Stately Agony Aunt Manor.
I encountered several fake landlords on Craigslist, also genuine landlords who have mastered the art of exaggeration. I’m sticking with realty rental specialists.
Evening!
I hit the grocery sto’ after work as quite frankly our cupboards were bare. Cooking plans are to make lasagne, tortilla soup and Thai green curry.
mr ems has a funeral to go to on Monday morning in TX so he is leaving Sunday to go visit his Dad on his way south. So Sunday will be clean the house and cook day before the game starts.
Mr ems Al’s o wants to go look are cars/trucks tomorrow. Which I really don’t want to do but as I had to give up my work truck due to cost cutting and he will be no longer allowed to bring his home we need a second vehicle now. Boooo
Yeah, I heard back from one this weekend that hadn’t listed the address in their ad. They said they had listed an apartment before and included the address, and somebody broke in and vandalized the apartment (hey, new granite!). They also asked me for my rental history, and to provide it, I should go to this credit report site, create an account, and just print out the rental history page once I had filled in the info. I went to the site and it wanted my social security number and a credit card, from which they’d bill me $1 for the “service” of giving me a form to fill out with my rental history on it, and if I didn’t cancel the account within 30 days, they’d start billing me $20 a month for the “service.” I wrote back to the landlord saying “Hey, I couldn’t get that link to work; I just got a 500 error, so I think their server’s having a problem. Here’s my rental history, going back five years, with names, addresses and phone numbers of all the places I’ve lived. Call me when you’re ready to set up an appointment for me to see the apartment.”
I shall not hold my breath.
Good night, Mumpers. See y’all tomorrow.
Longhorn pissed us off mightily. We did the call-ahead seating thing and were told the wait was 30-40 minutes, which would have meant maybe a 10 minute wait when we got there. Right. When we got there we were told “At least 30 minutes” - so we left.
Instead, we had dinner at Lenny’s - **FCD **had prime rib and I had seared ahi tuna. And the calamari was YUMMMMMMM! So screw you, Longhorn! 
I’m feeling pretty pooped out. I expect I’ll hit the rack soon. To melatonin or not to melatonin?? hmmmmmm
MOOOOOOM fwiw I think Longhorn’s food is pretty ok but a little pricey. There’s a local steak place I much prefer. However, Chez Swamp is the place for the best steak in southwest Jawja.
I made 24 satanic ovaries this evenin’. Go Me! They’re for Sunday. Well, 18 are for Sunday cause that’s how many fit on my loverly crystal satanic ovary plate. Thus, the manchild, aka OYKW, is mightily happy cause this means he has six satanic ovaries to eat tomorrow. Yes, he can have all of 'em. Why, yes, he is a spoiled brat. Why do you ask?