InBlogNito

So after noting that Friglet’s blog didn’t remember me cos I had to login to see her worst blogger post in full, I have to confess that my own blog didn’t remember me! I had to go searching for the silly blogsome login link I have stealthed away in my favourites folders because my history with this site is so old the browser didn’t remember me.

Anyways, I too, confess to being the worlds worst blogger. I had to login however, because there are some things I need to get off my chest. One in particular in fact: the new flatmate sucks. She’s hopeless, can’t recycle or refuse correctly, leaves the bathmat down on the floor, has her friends over who turn our bath and my facecloth orange, turns on music while I’m watching tv, leaves the door to the hall open EVERY.SINGLE.TIME she goes through it. Did you not see our last power bill? We’re trying to both stay warm and conserve energy here, not an easy task as it is without someone making it worse. It’s so infuriating, we just had one bad flatmate, we didn’t want another! And the annoying thing is that she’s not just plain stupid like Amber, she’s just plain disrespectful of other people’s lives and possessions. Like when she admired my coffee table (most expensive piece of furniture in my living room!) then threw her jacket on top, zips, domes and buttons hitting the wood. I try not to let my preciousness show be precious about these things, they’re there to be used and all. But do you have to go doing something like that? Seriously?!

We’ve also rearranged not one, or two, but FOUR rooms to accommodate her crap. I tried to reconcile this with the fact she is saving us money with appliances that we now don’t have to rent. However I just can’t reconcile any longer. This is what our living room looked like before:

Not the greatest picture, but you get the idea. I’m pretty proud of my efforts to furnish this room, I did it el cheapo, something like $1000 or a little more for all the furniture you see there, and only the couches are second hand (one of which I bought from the lead singer of a famous NZ band).

Enter the flatmate (you can also just see the top of a whole box of her crap near the bottom corner of the front door, it’s been there for weeks):

Boring, barren, and the lounge suite is totally not my taste (withholding true feelings about it so as not to offend anyone who might enjoy L-shaped couches, leather or cushions!). And while you may be thinking ‘nice, looks like a cosy couch, lotsa cushions’, let me tell you. It is not comfortable. Cushions are annoying, they move. The bottom cushion things slide forward all the time, and yep, they are cushions, flimsy soft filled-with-cotton-wool cushions. Not comfortable at all cos your ass just hits the base when you sit down. And the whole corner just looks so barren without the bookcase there. The bookcase is now in my room. Bedrooms are for beds. And clothes. That’s it. Not desks and tv’s and bookcases.

Here is where one couch got stuffed, no one can sit on it without knocking themselves out on the bench, so it’s become the place I keep my bag. Bag’s really don’t need WHOLE couches to themselves.

The other couch is in the study, which has been accommodated there thanks to other flatmate moving her desk into her room.

So here’s the plan, the only way I can live with is to unrearrange the living room back to how it was. I know how this sounds, but aside from the fact I just plain don’t like the new couch, I can’t actually sit on it. It wrecks my back, which doesn’t need any further wrecking, it does quite well on it’s own in that respect (it’s also missing the lawyers comfy bed ). Then my desk will go in my room, which kinda makes sense right now cos it’s too damn cold to be in that study and it takes way too long to heat up. Plus did I mention that power bill? Then new flatmate can have the whole damn spare room for her stupid couch. So long as there’s enough room to pump up an airbed and have someone sleep over.

I do feel kinda silly about this sometimes, especially when she’s saving us money with some of her excessive and over-priced belongings. However, her rent is somewhat subsidised in return for this. And then she’s just completely obliterated the rest of the house with her crap. When we advertised we clearly stated ‘everything you need is here, you just have to furnish your room’. We didn’t need a new couch, we didn’t need boxes of crap lying around. We didn’t even really need appliances, I was quite happy to pay to rent them (which I still kinda am anyways). Plus she was really rude and pushy about me getting rid of the old ones, she emailed me half way through monday morning to tell me to arrange movers to get rid of them, which I had already done. And you don’t even get movers to do it, you get the appliance rental people to do it stupid.

So that’s my bitch and moan, complete with pretty pictures. Am I being fair? Maybe there are some more tolerant people out there who would think not. However I’m not tolerant, and I know that, and feel completely justified in saying ‘enough is enough, I want our house back the way it was’. I’m especially intolerant right now because soooooo many other things are going on in addition to this that I’m on more than one type of medication to deal with it all. On the upside, the lawyer text me today. From FRANCE. I was fully expecting not to hear from him at all till he got back, but just over a week in and I haven’t been entirely forgotten . I had an angry few days when I realised how quickly his trip was coming up and how much I was relying on him, but I’m still pretty confident I’m not liking him, in that ‘let’s get married and have babies (even though he can’t)’ kind of way. I am however confused. I would say that I’m missing the nice things he does for me. The dilemma is that I’m not sure that I’m missing him, which sounds terrible. Isn’t the fact that he’s nice and does lovely things the same as him just being him, that’s his personality, that’s who he is? I feel like maybe I just take him for granted, and soak up the luxury of all the baths, coffee’s and breakfasts in beds, and the massaging of all the knots from my neck. But I do like him, I really liked him for a long long time, we all know that! And of course I love spending time with him. And I wish I could do more in return, but I can’t have him over at my house (plus my tv is worth about 1/100th of his and 15 of my stereos would fit into one of his wharf.dale speakers so he wouldn’t wanna come anyways probably!). But I wouldn’t say that I’m missing him right now. Argh. Am I making any sense to anyone? Probably not, so now that I’ve burnt my dinner writing this I’m going to leave my rambling thoughts hanging there and just forget it all for now. He may not even be interested in picking things up where we left off when he gets back anyways.

This week’s task for Shai’s 52WoC project was to create a voice post… I was little anxious about this. For a start, I feel silly talking when noone else is around to hear me. Crazy, I know! But it’s weird talking to yourself (unless it’s swearing like a sailor cos something broke or whatever). So it was quite cool to push those boundaries a bit and do something a little different. It was great to see people doing video posts too! That would be pushing more boundaries, the technological ability boundaries . Hope you all enjoy hearing my voice…

http://www.utterz.com/u/utt/u-NTEwNDQ2NQ

Update: Argh, this stupid thing keeps deleting the html code for the embedded player, so you’re all just going to have to visit the link above. Sorry!

This post is thanks to NotSoBlonde Sometimes meme’s can be sooo laborious, both to write and read, however these ones are quick and fun!

First up: One Word

One Word Meme (tag four more!)

1. Where is your cell phone? coffeetable
2. Your significant other? fb
3. Your hair? blonde-ish
4. Your mother? forgetful
5. Your father? worksalot
6. Your favorite thing? chocolate
7. Your dream last night? work-related :/
8 Your favorite drink? coffee!
9. Your dream/goal? marriedwithkids
10. The room you’re in? lounge
11. Your hobby? crafts
12. Your fear? failure
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? marriedwithkids
14. What you’re not? drunk
15. Muffins? savoury
16. One of your wish list items? macbook
17. Where you grew up? Christchurch
18. The last thing you did? sudoku
19. What are you wearing? pj’s
20. Favorite Gadget? electricblanket
21. Your pets? neighbourscat
22. Your computer? annoying
23. Your mood? meh
24. Missing someone? soon
25. Your car? Nissan
26. Something you’re not wearing? makeup
27. Favorite store? anyjewellrystore
28. Like someone? kinda
29. Your favorite color? pink
30. When was the last time you laughed? today
31. Last time you cried? today

Second: Tell me about your playlist. 

Put your music library in alphabetical order by song, then take the first song for each letter of the alphabet. No repeat artists. Tag five people then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme themselves.

A All Your Reasons - Matchbox Twenty
B Big as the Sky - A.M. Sixty (Grey’s music)
C Chasing Pavements - Adele
D Danger - Mystikal (Knocked Up soundtrack)
E Earth to Bella - Incubus
F Fake it - Seether (going to delete this one)
G Grace - Kate Havenik (such a pretty song!)
H Hard Sun - Eddie Vedder (sexiest voice ever)
I If I had Eyes - Jack Johnson
J Jackson - Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Witherspoon
K Keep Breathing - Ingrid Michaelson
L Lady - Regina Spektor
M Maybe - Op Shop (wicked NZ band)
N Naked as we Came - Iron and Wine (more Grey’s music)
O On Call - Kings of Leon
P Passion Play - William Fitzsimmons (probably Grey’s too)
Q Quicksand - Sleeping at Last (huh? no idea who that is)
R Radio Nowhere - Bruce Springsteen (used to blast Dad’s LP of Born in the USA when I was like 7 haha)
S Smile - Lily Allen (this came out around the same time as Paris’s lame ass song, was sooo scared I liked Paris’s music before I thankfully discovered it was Lily!)
T The Stone - Ashes Divide (Ashes who?)
U Under Pressure - My Chemical Romance/The Used
V Vampire - Antsy Pants (Juno!!! Love that movie soooo much!)
W Whatever it takes - Lifehouse
X No X
Y Younger than Today - Ben Harper
Z No Z

I’ll tag Michele, Vee, Michele, and anyone else who wants to, leave me a comment if you do so I can come check out your answers

So I think bullet points are called for, partly cos I want to spend as little time as possible thinking about it, and because it would also be very long-winded if I told the tale in full! So I was heading away for 4 days, three nights. Two days of work, two days of pleasure. Here’s how it went down:

• Got up too late on Thursday morning, rushed around, forgot the soap, cleanser and razor, all that shower stuff (had already packed make-up etc. thank goodness, and had planned on using hotel shampoo anyway)
• Moved the maps of NP (destination) off my work folder so I could take the folder with me, and thus the maps were left at home
• Arrived ok, and made it through day one, then met a friend for a drink after the work stuff
• On Friday the coffee was rubbish at the hotel, then at the coffee shop next to the hotel, was not impressed
• Went to buy toothpaste and gum and a very rude lady pushed in front me saying ‘hope you don’t mind, I just have to pay’. I don’t take crap like that so I of course told her that actually I do mind very much, the back of the queue is that way and you’re not the only person in a rush. She had the tenacity to give me a dirty look, hmph!
• Made it through day two of the work, and managed to combat a few attacks from the people we met with
• Friday night made it to the hotel, did some shopping, watched a movie in bed Got woken up at 12pm by the alarm, set on it’s default alarm time, then again at 4am by some people who were being very rude, talking loudly and smoking outside. My friend couldn’t believe that I actually told them to "please shut up, it’s 4am"
• Saturday went shopping and looked around, very few sights to see and no way to get around other than my legs
• Shops all closed at 1pm so I went to a movie. Movie was crap, as was the popcorn and lollies
• Attempted to have dinner, first place offered me a seat at the bar (I have a thing about bar stools, I hate them and refuse to use them), second place thought my booking was under the name ‘One’. Apparently people aren’t supposed to dine out alone
• Met a friend for a very brief drink before he buggered off home, after making me wait half an hour for him to get there
• Sunday night got woken at 11:30 with a call from the lawyer (to tell me he bought me some yummy bath stuff! awww), then 5am by the cops chasing someone around, then the rain started and I pretty much didn’t sleep any more
• Got up, had nothing to do, nowhere to go, and wasn’t really interested in spending the day outside in the torrential rain so went straight the airport
• Spent five hours reading and drinking more crap coffee and eating crap food (first crap food of the trip though, that was the only good thing, service and coffee were crap and overpriced, but the food was really good!)
• Got home eventually, then new flatmate started moving in at around 8pm, had to rearrange entire lounge for her giant ugly couch
• Bailed after that and went to the lawyers house for two days
• Spent the day yesterday out of town on more work stuff (had dinner with parents, so that was good at least!)
• Came home to messy house
• Crap day at work today, attempted to spend tonight at lawyers, but he was busy doing lawyer stuff late at work so came home and cleaned and put away new flatmates stuff because I hated the clutter so much, also finished rearranging furniture, including shifting bookcase to my room, which is right where I don’t want it to be.

So now I’m totally tearing my hair out and resisting the urge to scream. Thank goodness sane normal flatmate is finally home from Canada! And she bought me the cutest little Eeyore travel cushion/pillow thing. I also applied for a really good job that is maybe a little out of my league, but I worked really hard on the cover letter and will be really pleased if I get an interview at the very least.

The lawyer goes overseas for 6 weeks soon… little worried about how I’m going to cope on top of all the stress of work and home. I’m doing a very good job of not liking him, but I’ve become a little reliant on him with everything that’s going on and he is letting me do this, encouraging it even. Will not dwell on that any further. More exciting posts to come, I promise! I have a ton of photo’s from NP which show it’s not all bad, and I still have a task to do for Kari’s challenge. I have all the pic’s, just need to create the post.

Fortunately the stupidity is spouting forth at a tremendous rate, so I can entertain you as much as possible in the lead up the asshat’s exit from the house. Today has to be the best yet:

Conversation:

Asshat: "I’m lending my laptop to my sister because, being the blonde that she is, she snapped something on her power cable for her laptop"

(No, I didn’t make that blonde bit up, there is no need for such embellishments here!)

Me (after ascertaining they have the same make of laptop): "Well couldn’t you just take her the power cable?"

Asshat: "No… because she broke the something-or-other and the power adapter is connected to the cable"

Me: *confused look* 

Other flatmate, K: "So… again, why do you need to take the whole laptop?"

Asshat: "So she can play games and watch dvd’s or whatever till she gets a new one"

Um… that wasn’t the question being asked. I dared a very quick peek at K and she was giving me the same ‘wtf is wrong with her?’ look and I had to look away very quickly before we both cracked up with laughter. And I still cannot believe she called her sister blonde. Clearly all those hours in the bathroom, standing at the mirror, have not revealed her own ineptitude.

So…. have you all been waiting in anticipation of an update on the lawyer? or the asshat flatmate? Well here it is…

The Lawyer

Following on from successful dinner number one, there have been two more. The third one wasn’t entirely planned. We were supposed to have a ‘chat’, which we did. Then he got me drunk and cooked me dinner (in that order!) and I stayed over. On a school night! Monday morning was a little rough to say the least and going to see Cats for a friends birthday on Tuesday didn’t help the fatigue any… it’s been a long week, thank goodness it’s a long weekend and I get Monday off work.

And the chat? Relatively straightforward, it went something like this:

Him "I don’t want a relationship"

Me "I want to get married and have babies, but that ain’t happening anytime soon, so until either of us finds someone more appropriate, what’s wrong with this?"

Him *eventual, though concerned agreement*

He bought up the age thing again. I really can’t understand what the problem is, it’s a total non-issue for me. Oh yea, another conversation:

Him "You’re 26 right?"

Me " um…. ask me again in a couple of months"

Him "oh crap, it’s even worse than I thought!"

tehehe! 

The Asshat

Has continued with the asshat activities. In the weekend she cleaned the windowsill in the bathroom. Just the windowsill. Not the basin or the shower or the stuff we actually use. Just the windowsill. So last night we had a ‘chat’ which was largely me saying ‘you do NOTHING, you’ve never cleaned the toilet, you spend an hour in the bathroom at a time, we never know if you’re even home or not because your bedroom door is always closed’. Her justification? She works nights so it’s hard. And yep, I can agree it’s hard on the social front, but it’s not hard on the cleaning front. Some days she doesn’t start work till 5pm, giving her ALL day to clean something. She was also home for the full two days before our last house inspection and she did nothing in those two days. Oh, and she also cleaned the tap over the basin at the same time as the windowsill. You can just imagine my reaction to that!

Anyway, she asked if I wanted her to move out, and I said it’s up to her, she’s welcome to say but we’d need to see a 100% improvement. She doesn’t feel that’s possible, especially because she is going back to studying this semester. Me and other flatmate think this is crap, I have a full time job and will also be studying this semester, flatmate has two jobs and studys full time. Asshat will still be the one who has the least commitments and will spend the most time at home. She also mentioned money and that it was too expensive for her. I cannot get my head around this, she is paying exactly the same as she has paid for the past 3 years in the hostel. Plus her ‘going back to study’ is only 1-2 papers, so she could still work exactly the same hours, she just needs to stop being so lazy and spend a couple of hours studying each day instead of spending god knows how many hours staring at her computer screen watching dvd’s and movies and playing stupid time-wasting games.

She is signed up till November here, but I said 3 weeks would be a reasonable length of notice to give if she decides to move out (that’s standard if you’re not on a fixed term lease here), we can trade one person on the lease, so long as I’m here till November. So I’m kinda glad that it’s up to her. Obviously it’s far more ideal if she moves out, especially seeing as she doesn’t seem prepared to make any further effort (though she did clean the bathroom today! First time in 6 mths), but I’m leaving it up to her. The only annoying thing is that other flatmate leaves for 3 weeks in Canada in the weekend, so looking for a new flatmate could be problematic. We’ve agreed that I will look for someone and if I find someone who seems good, we will make it conditional on her meeting them and giving the final go ahead when she gets back. I’m the fussier one and know what I want in a flatmate, so it will kinda work out well that I do all the interviewing and stuff.

Other stuff…

So… while things with the lawyer are great, and the flat situation which I was really hating on before yesterday is getting resolved, work still sucks big time. I’m going to spend one of the long weekend days cleaning up my CV and writing job applications. I’m a little worried that I’m not going to be able to find something that will pay well enough, plus I’m up for a pay review this week which will add a few more $$ to the weekly paycheck making the gap even bigger again. But I think it has to be done, I’m just not going where I want to with this role.

So now you’re all caught up I’m going in search of a hot drink, then going to play my own time wasting game

Thanks to Laurie for this awesome idea!

1. Nicolas, 2. coffee and chocolate mousse cake, 3. The Dallington Bridge, 4. vintage tea set with cupcake, 5. Brandon Boyd of Incubus Raleigh, NC, 6. My garden looks better with wine…., 7. Scotland .!Thanks for the scenery……, 8. flickr.com/photos/hawkmonitor/91898675/, 9. Motherhood, 10. Not a good time for photo, I rather have coffee first, 11. Helpful Zef

Created with fd’s Flickr Toys.

The concept:

a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste the html into your blog or Flickr stream (the easiest way is to copy the URLs and then head over to the fd’s flickr toys link above and use the mosaic maker).

The Questions:

1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One Word to describe you.
12. Looked up my flickr name and found something someone dedicated to me
**************************************

My Answers:
1. Nicola
2. Chocolate
3. Avonside
4. Pink
5. Brandon Boyd
6. Sauvignon Blance
7. Scotland
8. Banoffie Pie
9. Wife and Mother
10. Coffee!!
11. helpful
12. Nada

Ok, now this is just weird. Today we got a dryer delivered for winter and I went down to the laundry to check it had been delivered as arranged. Up till this morning a pile of washing has been sitting there on the floor for a few days cos I had like 4 other loads before that and am waiting for each one to dry in my room with the heater on before washing another one (took two days to try one load of sheets!). However, when checking on the dryer this afternoon, I found the load of washing had been done and hung on the drying rack. The weird part? Mostly Cool Flatmate (did I mention the cookie incident already? Don’t even get me started if I haven’t…) was at work all day. So it must have been super pain in the ass, absolute asshat flatmate. She can’t clean the f***ing bathroom just once but she does someone elses washing? That is just…. WEIRD. I feel violated. I don’t want someone else doing my washing.

Now I have to take the dilemma even further: is it wrong to be pissed off that someone tried to be nice and did my washing? Cos I totally am. It was just a duvet cover and some tea towels and dishclothes. But there are several problems here:

1. That duvet cover was very expensive and I really don’t want it washed with dirty, germy dishclothes.
2. I doubt she used the Canesten hygiene wash in the load, which I have bought specifically for loads of bathmats and dishclothes etc. Seeing as we wash in cold water, I want something to help rid the washing of nasty bugs.
3. The washing smells kinda bad, which means a) my theory in point 2 is confirmed and b) she didn’t use any fabric softener, which I would have used when I washed my nice expensive duvet cover separately.
4. IT’S JUST PLAIN WEIRD!!!

She also hung it up downstairs in our separate mouldy laundry where nothing ever dries, hence the reason I was waiting for the current load in my room to dry.

So she tries to do something nice, but it’s just so weird, and she did it so totally wrong, that I just cannot be grateful. In fact all I can muster up is incredibly pissed off because she fucked it up and now I have to fix it by doing the washing again, separately, and with the right additives in each load (the Canesten will now be going in with the duvet cover too! I’m not sleeping with dishcloth germs, ew!). And at a time that means I can hang it out and have it dry in less than a week. Now I would have had to do all this anyways, as per my original plan, but I’m still pissed off that someone messed with my system and my washing. Argh!

This is the best Postsecret I’ve seen in a while. Probably cos it’s the one I can relate to the most!

This about sums up the absolute asshat.