Isn't that nice

This hasn't been a good few weeks at all.

At the end of October, the bigwigs at my company gave us all lay-off notices with a month's notice, which is better than some companies, but still a shock. No severence pay, probably no COBRA The only staff member to even land a new job so far is me.
Our two cars have problems and are being fixed at a hefty price.
I start the new job on December first, but benefits won't happen until January first. So I most likely won't have health insurance through December unless I buy it myself; I need to stock up on my prescriptions.
Now, I just found out -- through Livejournal -- that my roommate will move out at the end of the month. He didn't tell us. He didn't give us a thirty day notice. We are his landlords and he essentially violated a contract, and yes, it was verbal and not written, but still. Telling the internet that you're moving out before you tell your landlords slash roommates -- who offered you the room in the first place out of the kindness of their hearts -- is not cool. I mean, I know that blogging is the future, and if it's on your blog, then everyone will know, right? But what the fuck happened to actually calling someone or meeting with someone and telling it directly to them, when it matters to them specifically, before you announce it publicly? That was a slap in the face. He may have not intended it, but it feels like he assumed we'd just read his blog and think, okay, cool, he's moving out of our house while we're gone on Thanksgiving vacation. Great!
He also owes us several months of back rent. I'm seeing red right now and I should probably calm down before I start yelling, so I will do that, calm down and be rational.
If my roommate reads this: It's probably best if you don't talk to me for a few days. I need to process this. I'd really like it if you could arrange to pay back all that rent money you owe, too. I don't want any animosity between us over this, since you work with my husband and you are a dear dear friend, but right now, I feel like you just fucked us over.

Isn't that nice

This hasn't been a good few weeks at all.

At the end of October, the bigwigs at my company gave us all lay-off notices with a month's notice, which is better than some companies, but still a shock. No severence pay, probably no COBRA The only staff member to even land a new job so far is me.
Our two cars have problems and are being fixed at a hefty price.
I start the new job on December first, but benefits won't happen until January first. So I most likely won't have health insurance through December unless I buy it myself; I need to stock up on my prescriptions.
Now, I just found out -- through Livejournal -- that my roommate will move out at the end of the month. He didn't tell us. He didn't give us a thirty day notice. We are his landlords and he essentially violated a contract, and yes, it was verbal and not written, but still. Telling the internet that you're moving out before you tell your landlords slash roommates -- who offered you the room in the first place out of the kindness of their hearts -- is not cool. I mean, I know that blogging is the future, and if it's on your blog, then everyone will know, right? But what the fuck happened to actually calling someone or meeting with someone and telling it directly to them, when it matters to them specifically, before you announce it publicly? That was a slap in the face. He may have not intended it, but it feels like he assumed we'd just read his blog and think, okay, cool, he's moving out of our house while we're gone on Thanksgiving vacation. Great!
He also owes us several months of back rent. I'm seeing red right now and I should probably calm down before I start yelling, so I will do that, calm down and be rational.
If my roommate reads this: It's probably best if you don't talk to me for a few days. I need to process this. I'd really like it if you could arrange to pay back all that rent money you owe, too. I don't want any animosity between us over this, since you work with my husband and you are a dear dear friend, but right now, I feel like you just fucked us over.

Isn't that nice

This hasn't been a good few weeks at all.

At the end of October, the bigwigs at my company gave us all lay-off notices with a month's notice, which is better than some companies, but still a shock. No severence pay, probably no COBRA The only staff member to even land a new job so far is me.
Our two cars have problems and are being fixed at a hefty price.
I start the new job on December first, but benefits won't happen until January first. So I most likely won't have health insurance through December unless I buy it myself; I need to stock up on my prescriptions.
Now, I just found out -- through Livejournal -- that my roommate will move out at the end of the month. He didn't tell us. He didn't give us a thirty day notice. We are his landlords and he essentially violated a contract, and yes, it was verbal and not written, but still. Telling the internet that you're moving out before you tell your landlords slash roommates -- who offered you the room in the first place out of the kindness of their hearts -- is not cool. I mean, I know that blogging is the future, and if it's on your blog, then everyone will know, right? But what the fuck happened to actually calling someone or meeting with someone and telling it directly to them, when it matters to them specifically, before you announce it publicly? That was a slap in the face. He may have not intended it, but it feels like he assumed we'd just read his blog and think, okay, cool, he's moving out of our house while we're gone on Thanksgiving vacation. Great!
He also owes us several months of back rent. I'm seeing red right now and I should probably calm down before I start yelling, so I will do that, calm down and be rational.
If my roommate reads this: It's probably best if you don't talk to me for a few days. I need to process this. I'd really like it if you could arrange to pay back all that rent money you owe, too. I don't want any animosity between us over this, since you work with my husband and you are a dear dear friend, but right now, I feel like you just fucked us over.

No, I do not want

Also, I am rather irritated at my laptop. It's probably my fault: I keep getting ads and random internet windows featuring ads. I've run Ad Aware and Anti-Virus, and the damn windows are still coming up.

Rar, Jo Smash.

Rar, Jo Eat Chocolate.

Mm, Jo Feel Better.

Everything will be fine. I know that.

No, I do not want

Also, I am rather irritated at my laptop. It's probably my fault: I keep getting ads and random internet windows featuring ads. I've run Ad Aware and Anti-Virus, and the damn windows are still coming up.

Rar, Jo Smash.

Rar, Jo Eat Chocolate.

Mm, Jo Feel Better.

Everything will be fine. I know that.

No, I do not want

Also, I am rather irritated at my laptop. It's probably my fault: I keep getting ads and random internet windows featuring ads. I've run Ad Aware and Anti-Virus, and the damn windows are still coming up.

Rar, Jo Smash.

Rar, Jo Eat Chocolate.

Mm, Jo Feel Better.

Everything will be fine. I know that.

A quote, a thought

"I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it."
-Jack Handey

I'm going to think about the wonderful happy feeling I got upon unexpectedly running into franny_glass for the very first time, in the Bethesda metro station yesterday. I mean, holy shit, it was awesome. We stared at each other and kept saying "Wow" and "Oh my god" and "Hi!" It was so amazing, because I never thought we would meet face to face for the first time on a Wednesday afternoon in a metro station. She's so small and pretty.

A quote, a thought

"I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it."
-Jack Handey

I'm going to think about the wonderful happy feeling I got upon unexpectedly running into franny_glass for the very first time, in the Bethesda metro station yesterday. I mean, holy shit, it was awesome. We stared at each other and kept saying "Wow" and "Oh my god" and "Hi!" It was so amazing, because I never thought we would meet face to face for the first time on a Wednesday afternoon in a metro station. She's so small and pretty.

A quote, a thought

"I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it."
-Jack Handey

I'm going to think about the wonderful happy feeling I got upon unexpectedly running into franny_glass for the very first time, in the Bethesda metro station yesterday. I mean, holy shit, it was awesome. We stared at each other and kept saying "Wow" and "Oh my god" and "Hi!" It was so amazing, because I never thought we would meet face to face for the first time on a Wednesday afternoon in a metro station. She's so small and pretty.