April 5, 2006

on apartment living...

So, maybe this will be more of a rant than a friendly, welcoming intro post. But, alas, it is what's on my mind. Oh, nice to meet you, too. I'm sure we'll be very happy together, whowever you are, reading this.


STREET SWEEPING. I'm very glad that my tax dollars are going to this fine constitution, and not to...oh, I don't know, improving the school systems or freeways. After moving to California, I could hardly understand this process.

"Are you saying that on Wednesdays, from 8 AM until 12 PM, I can't park in front of my residence? I have to...drive to some undisclosed area no less than 14 blocks away at a strip mall or some alleyway where I'll most likely get a ticket for parking there anyway? And then I have to walk myself all the way back home for a few hours and then all the way back to my vehicle, which is hopefully still in one piece? And then when I come back to the allegedly 'swept' streets I'm supposed to be able to tell that there had been ANY SWEEPING GOING ON WHATSOEVER?"

It's one thing if it's only one side of the street. Then you can all perform some type of Ultimate Fight with your neighbors as to who will get the closer area on the curb. But both sides? Is that really necessary? I will never support this. I swear on everything holy, if I have a ticket on my car when I hike back to it this afternoon, there will be hell to pay.


Our ceiling is leaking. You'd think that when you're paying nearly $1000 a month for a one bedroom apartment, that you could rely on, oh, I don't know...the ceiling perhaps? No, no. We've had 3 of our precious Target dinnerware bowls capturing droplets of contanimated, orangey colored ceiling water for the last day or so. I just realized that the window ledges are also covered in a nice sheet of water, as well. Niiiiiiice. Let's just hope that maintanance comes through within the next 48 hours. It would be appreciated. Apartment living: nothing quite like it.

I dream of the day I will be able to have a garden and a decent sized kitchen and a shower drain that works properly and the option of painting my walls a lovely green color. Mmmmm.

And that's that. I have more ranting to go, but I should probably cut it short for fear of sounding like a completely coldhearted, pessimistic person. I'm thinking it's PMS induced, anyway, which is always fun. Off to work.

1 comment :

  1. You are wonderful! Reading your blog from the start! You are so real and truthful it's awesome :)


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