I have reached critical mass.

[Bee]

That rolls back to the shitty building. It has the old, REALLY OLD, aluminum wiring in the walls. Not only is it an extreme fire hazard, but is the least efficient wire ever used. The breaker box, when power was applied to it, screamed due to one circuit being overloaded. What the fuck. Who's bright idea was it to wire three rooms, roughly six outlets, into one circuit, using wiring that was around when Thomas Edison was alive?!

And they won't listen. They basically told us to pay the $1000, and then we'll get the lights cut back on. I seriously need to report them to the BBB.

Oh, another fun fact that pisses me off. The stove never worked in this shithole. We had to buy a countertop oven to cook our meals in. The refridgerator also quit on us three months after moving in, so we had to buy a minifridge as a replacement, along with a chest freezer. Does the landlord do anything about it? No.

He can kiss the fattest part of my grey, furry ass.

Last night, Chairman Meow took a shit in my bed. With me in it. Right next to my fucking head. Goddamn. Is that cat retarded, and can't find the litterbox, or does he just hate me?

I moved the cars today on an empty stomach. Lack of food and a Hitler-riffic landlord. I had to push over four tons of iron and steel allover creation, and both cars had low air pressure in the tires. Not really pissed about that, just really tired.

And now, I have to go to bed uber early, so that I can wake up at six a.m. and get ready to go to work by nine. It takes three hours because I'm lagged out that early in the morning and I kinda just stand in the shower until the water wakes me up. God, I can't wait to see the gas bill....

Oh, and Magus, thanks for the pic. That cheered me up somewhat.