f*ck head

so today my building manager sean (nice little irish sprite, i'm not angry with HIM) comes to my apt. to see what needs fixing. so while he's plunging away at my sink, he's telling me that my lanlord has come up to the building a couple of times asking about my sister and i.

apparently, he's a little miffed because he believes for some reason that we'd gone to court lodging complaints against him after he'd 'tried to be nice to us.' what actually happened was that kendra and i were terrified we were about to be told we were being evicted, and the lawyer gave us good news in the form of a longer deadline. which we are totally greatful for. shit, i was all smiles and relief. HIS LAWYER asked if there was anything in the apt. that needed fixing and i said (truthfully) that there was a small leak in the cieling that needed looking at. and that was IT. i didn't rant or rave or make threats or even talk to the judge for more than a few seconds as he explained the process to me and told me goodluck. THAT'S it. and this guy is annoyed because he thinks hes being nice and we're being ungrateful. such an asshole.

so i called him up on the phone he never answers and left him a message he's not going to return explaining to him what actually happened at the courthouse (as he obviously wasn't there) and telling him that we are greatful for the longer deadline and that my sister and i are doing everything we can to get him his money and no complaints were lodged. i was just answering his lawyers question. we had a freaking leak in our cieling i thought needed attention. i can't wait to get out of this lease and start over again.

god, i promise i'll be smarter next time. just give me another chance.