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KACHING!
The real question of the moment is, IS SHARKCLOPS REAL?
I'm saying it's real.
Well, I almost have my sanity back after having all my crap stolen.
Hope that turns out to not suck.....
A$%#@!$s didn't get any money. Just ID, credit cards, passport, and everything is canceled and reported lost... so. F them.
I f%$!ing hate thieves.
Well, I almost have my sanity back after having all my crap stolen.
Whoa...I missed this. What happened the hell happened, Kruely?
EDIT: Okay, so this was a home burglary? I second Spanky's sentiment.
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Moving blows.
My body hurts.
Isn't it exciting too, though?
Slow night. Uh-oh...was somebody murdered or something?
Found out last night the house I was trying to buy isn't really likely to work out.
They listed it as 110, I offered 103, with 6 toward closing costs. Their return bid? 109,900 without closing costs. O.o turns out they owe a lot on the house, and are about to be foreclosed on.
then they offered me a wonderful deal this afternoon. I could lease the house from them, move in, and then negotiate a short sale with them and their bank...
yeah...lose my apt, be dependent on them for a place to live, pay THEIR mortgage for months, and hope negotiations with the bank go well when I've lost all negotiating leverage?
heh. this may be my first house, but I'm not stupid, sorry.
>.<
back to house hunting.
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Isn't it exciting too, though?Moving blows.
My body hurts.
In a few days, it might be. Right now, I ache.
The boxes and boxes of RPG rulebooks didn't help.
Slow night. Uh-oh...was somebody murdered or something?
Found out last night the house I was trying to buy isn't really likely to work out.
They listed it as 110, I offered 103, with 6 toward closing costs. Their return bid? 109,900 without closing costs. O.o turns out they owe a lot on the house, and are about to be foreclosed on.
then they offered me a wonderful deal this afternoon. I could lease the house from them, move in, and then negotiate a short sale with them and their bank...
yeah...lose my apt, be dependent on them for a place to live, pay THEIR mortgage for months, and hope negotiations with the bank go well when I've lost all negotiating leverage?
heh. this may be my first house, but I'm not stupid, sorry.
>.<
back to house hunting.
This is very very lame. Sorry to hear about it.
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In a few days, it might be. Right now, I ache.The boxes and boxes of RPG rulebooks didn't help.
Ooooh, yeah, those are always heavy. :)
This is very very lame. Sorry to hear about it.
Eh, the house was nice, but there were problems with it. Problems that, if the owners were in a position to negotiate, could be taken care of. But they obviously weren't. I've had to expand the locations I'm looking, so I'd have a farther drive to work, but I'm trying to look at it as an opportunity, rather than a setback.
Mostly I'm being successful. Heh.
</pity party>
Out of curiousity, if I were inclined to cast Magic Missile in order to attack the darkness, would this be an appropriate thread to do so?
What about asking people to go and get me some bacon? What that be in keeping with the spirit of this thread? If so, would anyone be willing to go get some bacon for me?
<Hides from magic missiles.>
Spanky loves bacon. In fact I almost wish you had not mentioned this.
Well, I almost have my sanity back after having all my crap stolen.Whoa...I missed this. What happened the hell happened, Kruely?
EDIT: Okay, so this was a home burglary? I second Spanky's sentiment.
Not sure how it happened. Probably a really talented pickpocket.
Anyway, whoever it is really screwed up. He should have taken the wallet with money, not the wallet with ID and passport.
Mrgh.
Sorry to hear about your theft problem Kruelaid. If there's any justice in the world, the perpetrators will suffer from horrible diseases.
May his testicles wither and fall off!
heh. this may be my first house, but I'm not stupid, sorry.
>.<
back to house hunting.
RATZENFRATZ!
Why can't I focus on working?! X_X
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<Hides from magic missiles.>
Spanky loves bacon. In fact I almost wish you had not mentioned this.
No worries Kruelaid, I didn't prepare Magic Missile today.
So, would this Spanky fellow be willing to fetch me some bacon? I could be convinced to share...
No bacon for you, not at your age. Which is 42.
Kruely, well, I'm glad it wasn't the worst possibility.
Jess: Sorry! Hope something turns up that's even better.
CH: Hang in there. ::Hangs up poster of angel kitty::
I'm 42.
Who the f&$~ said that!
What the.....who the f$+! let this gooneybird f@~! in my Corps!
Private Gooneybird! Where th f~+$ are you from!
Forty f~+~ing two!
Who the f$&$ let my grandpa in here!
Private Grandpa, drop and beat your face!
And if you break your hip, I'm ripping it off and shoving it up your wrinkly ass!!!
F!+! you say. I washed out a month ago. I'm just waiting to outprocess.
Look at me. What the f$*# am I doing in the Marine Corps?
Don't talk to my washout, you puke! Drop and give me 20!
Yeah, he's no marine.
I'm just a cook.
Who do you think you are, Steven Sagall, who thinks he's John Wayne, who really thinks he's Greta Garbo?
DROP!!!