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HA! Just got home. All of his clothes and 99% of his stuff is gone. Yippy! Of course, he left me all of my dishes that he dirtied. I will be changing the locks tomorrow. He obviously went to Nate and Gabby's. Nate's dresser and tv and mattress that Jason was using here are gone as well. Less for me to deal with now that my apartment is mine again. I am so glad it didn't get ugly and that I didn't have to put his stuff on the porch. I cannot imagine him EVER paying me any of the $1,600.00 that he owes me back. It is a new day for me. Now, I can get back to organizing my stuff and all the projects I had to stop when he moved in 14 months ago. Posted via LiveJournal.app.
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OK, I start this by saying that I have not been writing my own posts nor reading friends posts here at LiveJournal. I am working 13 shifts a week - 6 lunches at Country Deli and every night at The Pit. I have been posting little updates on Facebook. I have all but abandoned Myspace. I have not and most likely will not sign up for Twitter. I hate that on Facebook, Myspace, and Twitter I feel the limitations of an all too public arena. I feel an artificially forced politeness and the pressure to "whatever you do do not say anything negative or passionate or meaningful or Real." LiveJournal is like an independent film theater in Norfolk, Virginia called NARO Expanded Cinema. I rarely get there but when I do I will most certainly see/hear/write/read something valuable to me, something that challenges me, or something far closer to organic fruit than organic manure.
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My current roommate's name is Jason. He has lived with me for 14 months. For the last 7 months, he has failed to pay me the full $400 that is his share of the rent($300) and bills($100). Some months he didn't give me anything - literally nothing, not even one cent in a good faith effort. He owns his clothes, a futon, a skillet, and maybe three kitchen knives. Everything else in the apartment is my property. He has repeatedly disrespected me over the months by using many of my things without asking first and furthermore damaging my property in attempts to do whatever he wants when ever he wants. I will use his ironing a shirt on my dinette table instead of getting out the ironing board as an example. The finish on my table is now fucked up. Another example would be that he has used every single plate, bowl, pan, spoon, fork, knife, and utensil of mine in the kitchen and has yet to wash any of them.
I just noticed what time it is. I have to get to the Deli.
As of today, he owes me $1,600.00. I have to set myself free from this man - even at the cost of never seeing any of that money being aid back to me.
HOW DO I GET THIS FORMER FRIEND OUT OF MY APARTMENT AND OUT OF MY LIFE? |
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The new operating system iPhone OS 3.0 will be available from Apple via iTunes on 17 June.
FINALLY, cut and paste between applications!
AND, two days later on 19 June 2009, I will of course be upgrading from my less-than-a-year-old iPhone 3G to the slightly better iPhone 3G-S.
- 32 gigabytes vs. my current 16 gigabytes - 3 megapixel camera vs. my current 2 megapixel - new ability to focus and set white balance - new audio/video record and playback - new MMS !!! Having to go to viewmymessage.com to view pictures or video that friends and family sent to my phone has been a pain in my butt.
http://www.apple.com/iphone/
http://www.apple.com/iphone/compare-iphones/
http://www.engadget.com/2009/06/08/iphone-3g-vs-iphone-3g-s-the-tale-of-the-tape/
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Does anyone have, or know someone that has, Sprint AND purchased the new Palm Pre ? Just curious. |
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Pixar's "Up" is required viewing! Preferably In Digital 3D!
I love the money I make in the summer and the adventures that it pays for in the fall, but I hate working 14 to 20 hour work days just about every day for people that I love but at passionless jobs that I hate. Why for most people are personal income and emotional reward inversely proportional?
I have been awake for about 21 hours now. I made the mistake of walking over to the beach this morning just before 5am. I took pictures of the sunrise with my iPhone, posted them to Facebook, and am now too awake. I am going to log off the stupid computer, set my alarm for a two hour nap, then try to get through my deli-delivery into taco-tuesday day. |
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