Post partially about house
Nov. 1st, 2014 10:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vicarzTagging this house but I'm mostly holding in being a moody little bitch this morning.
Gave out candy last night, didn't get nearly as many trick-or-treaters as I hoped, and my neighbors mostly stayed dark. I thought both neighbors didn't give out candy, but I discovered post-wasthatadate-ifsowhatwentwrong that not only did one neighbor give out candy, but they also did an elaborate carve job on the pumpkin I gave them. I saw my shot-twice neighbor was sporting butterfly bandages and possibly a missing tooth (it was dark) that didn't look holiday at all...I wonder if he continues to have a conflict-ridden lifestyle. At the end of the night my neighbors were talking about having me get them into a loud (white) party on my block; I told them I don't know them any more than they do, but mostly noted "I lift weights because I'm not good with people."
I let kids be greedy (it's stunning how many with parents were so polite, carefully picking one piece, while not-parented were quick with the handfulls) and as it got past 7:30 I literally said "Have at it," and "Please, be greedy, it's ok. No really, feel free." Of 400 pieces I came home with maybe 25-50. Success by any means necessary.
I am glad I showed up early because there was no electricity on the main floor at all - I had to run a wire through the basement. I played gothic rock on the stereo. I left a lamp on and the door open, so only the storm door was closed so my otherwise dark porch would show light. Remember, I have permits in the window, a port-a-potty on the lawn, and no porch lights. I was wise enough to bring candles, and lined the stairs and porch (pedestal?) with them - this both showed I was home and inviting, but also lit the damn stairs - a safety issue I hadn't considered. By the end of the night I was getting annoyed at being almost cold for so long.
Being at the house has led to me being frustrated. It's now November, when once a projected move-in date was Labor Day. I see no real progress in the house at all. I've reached out to my contractor, and he's responsive, but a promised update hasn't materialized. This is really hard as I have to juggle possible butt and oral surgery (yeah, combine those baby), use or leave that has to go by Dec 31, and theoretically getting a life.
Another house on my block is getting a full renovation; dumpster outside, it's one I toured when open.
I need to get that fucking work moving again. 2 months of nothing, of permit failures now. Am I being a doormat?
Gave out candy last night, didn't get nearly as many trick-or-treaters as I hoped, and my neighbors mostly stayed dark. I thought both neighbors didn't give out candy, but I discovered post-wasthatadate-ifsowhatwentwrong that not only did one neighbor give out candy, but they also did an elaborate carve job on the pumpkin I gave them. I saw my shot-twice neighbor was sporting butterfly bandages and possibly a missing tooth (it was dark) that didn't look holiday at all...I wonder if he continues to have a conflict-ridden lifestyle. At the end of the night my neighbors were talking about having me get them into a loud (white) party on my block; I told them I don't know them any more than they do, but mostly noted "I lift weights because I'm not good with people."
I let kids be greedy (it's stunning how many with parents were so polite, carefully picking one piece, while not-parented were quick with the handfulls) and as it got past 7:30 I literally said "Have at it," and "Please, be greedy, it's ok. No really, feel free." Of 400 pieces I came home with maybe 25-50. Success by any means necessary.
I am glad I showed up early because there was no electricity on the main floor at all - I had to run a wire through the basement. I played gothic rock on the stereo. I left a lamp on and the door open, so only the storm door was closed so my otherwise dark porch would show light. Remember, I have permits in the window, a port-a-potty on the lawn, and no porch lights. I was wise enough to bring candles, and lined the stairs and porch (pedestal?) with them - this both showed I was home and inviting, but also lit the damn stairs - a safety issue I hadn't considered. By the end of the night I was getting annoyed at being almost cold for so long.
Being at the house has led to me being frustrated. It's now November, when once a projected move-in date was Labor Day. I see no real progress in the house at all. I've reached out to my contractor, and he's responsive, but a promised update hasn't materialized. This is really hard as I have to juggle possible butt and oral surgery (yeah, combine those baby), use or leave that has to go by Dec 31, and theoretically getting a life.
Another house on my block is getting a full renovation; dumpster outside, it's one I toured when open.
I need to get that fucking work moving again. 2 months of nothing, of permit failures now. Am I being a doormat?
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Date: 2014-11-03 01:11 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2014-11-03 07:53 pm (UTC)Body shot...I actually don't know. You can fill someone's chest dimple, or belly button, with liquor...in bars I think they get someone with a washboard to pour a shot in a shot glass in their belly button and the customer picks up the shot glass with no hands...but mostly it's just something that sounds vulgar. Liquor, Body.
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Date: 2014-11-03 08:01 pm (UTC)Yup, that list is definitely four dates. Wow. Lucky boy!
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Date: 2014-11-03 08:05 pm (UTC)I hate shots - I like the act of drinking, and while sometimes drunk is fun, gulping seems to goal oriented. Gulping and dates hmm...see dates should be chews (I just keep going on)
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Date: 2014-11-03 08:09 pm (UTC)