Things are changing rapidly and I can't quite comprehend the gravity of it all just yet but things are going to be tight budget from now on. Fairway is being let go but they are determined to hang on tooth and nail to get us to do their dirty work for as little to no money as possible. We resigned on the 10th and it's only today that we received a letter from the Board.

They are threatening to sue. Which is ludicrous, they have no money, everything goes to their utility bills and the gardener/handy-man who has taken the liberty of doing and charging for whatever he desires. Mom had wanted to fire him for insubordination and that's when shit hit the fan. She thinks the Board has been conspiring against her since before her falling out with him. They've accused us of embezzling $225 from the HOA, crediting it towards Mom's homeowner account, every month for the past 8 years simply because her personal checks are imprinted with "Fairway Park HOA" on the payee line.

I cannot fathom the amount of idiotic reasoning they put into this because I'm sure if I attempt to do so I will go insane.

They are also refusing to acknowledge our resignation letter as it "violates the 30-day written notice provision of our contract with Fairway Park." The resignation letter does not state explicitly a termination of service effective immediately; therefore, what they received over the weekend counts as a 30-day notice. Furthermore, the contract does not necessarily have to stand at all in this case as they breached it by refusing to pay for expenses we already paid out of pocket for the month of September. Twice they refused to sign the check because of "questions" over certain charges, like file storage and a single dues coupon book. Yes, we did start going electronic with the filing system as of 2013, that does not mean everything from the past 7 to 8 years has been meticulously gone through and scanned into the system so there are still file boxes in a storage compartment. Dues coupon books cost us money, even the generic ones. People lose their originals all the time and we are within the right to charge for replacements. If it is a charge on the billable, wouldn't they be able to put two and two together?

No. Clearly, they are not adept at this line of reasoning. They refuse to raise their dues, and have refused for the past 8 years, and wonder why they don't have any extra money after all the bills, which have consistently raised their prices over those years due to inflation, have been paid. It seems their solution to the problem is to cut down on management's fees and to threaten us with lawsuits if we do not comply.

I knew it would not be so easy to be rid of the toxicity of Fairway Park but our leaving is long overdue and I just want them gone. That's all I've ever wanted for the past year was for them to leave us alone but they are indignant. Fairway has been a long, drawn out mistake that I think we're too deep in to escape from.

PMSing right now, not in a very okay-mood like usual. Starting to have mid-life crises or whatever about everything and it's bugging the hell out of me cuz I don't need this right now. Wondering what identity I really am and can pinpoint myself as (then realizing it doesn't matter all that much which is altogether even more frustrating) and then wondering how I'll be at relationships considering I already alienate myself as much as possible while still having friends because nature I guess, I don't know. I'm just so apathetic about a bunch of shit and I wish I wasn't but I don't know how to change that.

Well I at least started college. I guess that's a plus in some aspect of my life.

In recent news of my non-productiveness, I finally beat Skyward Sword and the ending was just as heart-breaking as the Youtube videos made it out to be. Well, once I finally beat the final boss who was frustrating beyond belief. I died a total of two times throughout the entire course of the game and both times were caused by the same infuriating bastard, in one form or another. The necessity for motion controls really upped the difficulty level. Didn't help I was pausing every few minutes to take pics to send to my bro, who I suddenly starting updating on the progress of the game about two days ago. Getting distracted with that wasn't a good idea for my blood pressure or temper. Both my shoulders hurt. I need to stop being so passionate about this kinda stuff, it's draining.

Was hoping to get some building done; the assembly-required cabinets have been lying in the front entryway for at least a week. Might still do it, got nothing else that requires my attention... well, except for my binders and stuff littering the walkway floor. Not even a week into this home-alone situation and the floor's already a mess. At least the dishes are clean.

Damen's groomer should be showing up at around 8:30 tomorrow morning so can't stay up too late. Best put on some older episodes of Merlin to have in the background and get to working.

Went for a run yesterday for about 20 minutes, just enough to get me dead-beat tired by 10 p.m. but idiotic me decided to stay up an hour and a half longer because of reasons... Being that I was converting video files. Namely Desolation of Smaug, which took over 3 hours to convert to mp4 and about killed my comp's battery. And I was concerned.

To which I am now regretting because I am still just as friggin' tired as I was last night. Yes, I am an evolved human being; no, that does not automatically mean I have common sense in some cases.

Live and let learn, I guess.

Queue day one of fourteen of being alone in the house and so far my productiveness this morning has been watching Youtube.

All my other projects have been hindered at this point in time due to the computer tower not being able to turn on so I can't utilize it as a media server for the PS3. Which means I have roughly 30 movies on my laptop taking up about ~1GB each of space on my hard drive and I have no where to put them. I think I'm gonna break down and buy a one terabyte external hard drive.

In the meantime, I think I'll continue procrastinating on cleaning up the kitchen and play some Mario Kart 8.

Update: Playing Mario Kart cramps up my hand (friggin' gyroscope steering ugh) so can't play too much of it. But now I'm bored. Dishes, here I come.

ugh, I think all my energy and motivation got sapped out with the sunlight today. I know it's one thing to get some good sunshine, but I was feeling off the entire day. Felt like I was falling into more awkward silences than I did making wisecracks like usual. Tired, can't concentrate.

I feel sort of like a prick for not liking the Maleficent movie as much as I feel I should have. Seemed a little random and fast paced and never any real explanation for why certain characters did things. Not like I was expecting an Oscar winning motion picture but still, I felt a little in the dark. Ignoring the fact that I was in a dark movie theater, har har. Loved the humor in it, tho, that was good.

And que exit tagline.

I feel like we're the Penthouse suite or something

So apparently my newest nephew decided he was going to be born in the end of May rather than the end of June (mostly due to the steroids my sister was taking for her... arthritis, I think?). Our family seems to attract all the May babies, I swear. So Mom's plan for flying out to Kentucky to be there for the birth is down the drain, but she's already booked her flights so she'll be going out anyway around the end of June. Which means two weeks of complete solitude for me while she's gone.

Cursing myself for not getting my license sooner and procrastinating on fixing my permit. Gonna basically be home-bound that entire time but eh, maybe it'll give me the opportunity to try out the local cuisine. I am the epitome of an efficient human being.

My cousin's graduating from college and he's having a luncheon party, with the "party" part being once again at our place. This is what happens when you live in a large house apparently. I think this time I'll pass on the beer pong and just live with the teasing and guilt for not participating. I really don't wanna mess up my throat again.

Got my hair re-colored and cut yesterday so I'm feeling pretty amazing also I'm getting a Natasha Romanov vibe with my new look whoops

also there's a needle-like pain in my ribs right where my bra strap is and it won't. go. away. Stupid pinched nerves, ugh.

EDIT: Holy shit I just realized I'm wearing the exact same shirt when I took the last picture too... So... there's that. This shirt is tied to my destiny now.

Irritable today because tired.

That's about it, really.

I Guess There's No Such Thing As Peace and Quiet

The party was alright. For the most part it vehemently reaffirmed my desire to not have kids. Which is funny because my nephew made an effort to interact with me and actually call me by name, something he only does with his mom and dad. He's still scared of my brother and he's on the fence about grandma.

Sooo much drama. The woman my brother got stupid drunk with and knocked up kept trying to give me advice and telling me what to do, even blatantly interrupting a conversation between my cousin and I by changing the topic to something entirely different and no way associated with what we were discussing (apparently it was really important she burst in on our League of Legends conversation by asking about the fires happening around lately.) There wasn't a lull in the conversation for her to jump in on but the minute we took a breath she seized her opportunity. Also she's nursing a not even 3 month old and she polished off two bottles of champagne on her own and my mother suspects she drank the rest of mom's bottle of wine, which was only half-full, because she can't find the bottle anywhere. At some point during the night she asked mom if the fans could be moved outside since it was so hot.

No. Stay inside where it's nice and cool if you're so damn hot. Do not tell me how to prepare the food that I made you as a courtesy. Do not attempt to ruin a music game by playing your own during other people's turns. Invest in some earphones, go jump off a cliff, I don't give a fuck. Just go. The hell. Away.

I blame my brother for this 100%. He explicitly states how much he hates her (when she's not around, of fucking course) so it's like

Why

then did you feel the need to bed her TWICE. You're a fucking idiot and you deserve every second with this woman because you chose not be responsible for your actions and blame alcohol instead.

On a final note, I have learned to never play two rounds of beer pong when you know you're a fucking lightweight when it comes to alcohol, even if we did use shitpiss beer. You'll regret it at 2 in the morning when you pay a visit to the john.

Just got my permit fixed yesterday so it reads the correct name and address. As from this day onward I'm no longer miss Kirkland from Yucapa. There's really no excuse why I missed those when the permit was initially issued to me, nerves be damned. It was my fault for assuming an important government organization like the DMV would do their goddamn job.

There's gonna be another party at my house for my nephew's second birthday. Isn't it lovely when someone else volunteers to have the party at your house without prior consent. Granted, we have the largest house of any of our relatives so parties here are ideal, space-wise. Mom is firm in her reasoning that she won't provide anything for it other than her home. It was foolhardy to have our previous party at Easter; funds and resources to have another are out of the question.

Family feuds are starting to ensue. For once I'm glad I'm being relatively ignored in that department.

Also, the first season of Merlin seems like one of those "tune in next week to see another clever way the main character nearly escapes death". Typical TV trope but dammit, it doesn't stop me from watching the next episode. So I'm predictable, sue me.

I've got two strands stray of hair right in front of my face that are conveniently too short to tuck behind my ear

Initiating my transition into Bucky Barnes. Hopefully it doesn't cost me an arm.

I really need to find a healthier alternative to biting the skin off my lips and tearing the skin off from around my cuticles when I get bored. 

Also, side-note: I think I would be better at speaking up during conversations and forming coherent thoughts if every time I attempted to do so I wasn't blatantly ignored whenever my mother ceases talking to me to go into her own contemplative thought. 

Like wow good talk thank you for engaging in a two sentence conversation with me and then acting like I never said anything. 

Very irritable today for no reason. Again. God I hate my life.

Decided to change template to make easier on the eyes.

Might utilize this blog more to have more of my stories and stuff stored in the pages. Good to have things in more than one area, I think.

Testing

Personal Blog 2.0 is up and running, for the most part.

Had to input my character blogs one by one again which was annoying.

Lost my list of the Destiel fanfic but, meh, I didn't read it anymore and it was looking to be more of an embarrassment than anything... for some reason.

I probably won't update this as much as I did my other one. Depends on the scenario I guess.