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Monday, December 11, 2006
8:22:00 AM EST
Hearing Nothing at the moment.
Just a note for all y'all: Being a homeowner is usually a fine and dandy thing, but I think it also tends to be true that when things go screwy, they tend to all go screwy at once. We're having a bunch of moments like that here at the Scalzi Compound; it's like everything that was thinking of breaking down and/or costing us money got together and decided to wait until just this last week to do it. Because misery loves company, don't you know. Especially during the Christmas season. When it's not like I don't have a whole bunch of other stuff to purchase.
Sigh.
Homeowners, how is your house treating you?
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8:22:00 AM EST
Hearing Nothing at the moment.
Gah and Bah
Just a note for all y'all: Being a homeowner is usually a fine and dandy thing, but I think it also tends to be true that when things go screwy, they tend to all go screwy at once. We're having a bunch of moments like that here at the Scalzi Compound; it's like everything that was thinking of breaking down and/or costing us money got together and decided to wait until just this last week to do it. Because misery loves company, don't you know. Especially during the Christmas season. When it's not like I don't have a whole bunch of other stuff to purchase.
Sigh.
Homeowners, how is your house treating you?
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Time for a nice kitchen fire.
Send Krissy and Athena to New Hampshire (tell her it's the North Pole), then throw some gas-soaked rags into the clothes dryer right before you go somewhere alibiriffic.
My main house has no floor currently, so the 5 of us are stuffed into this wee cottage that I had originally bought to rent to some poor sap. If the interior bedroom window (long story) didn't have an armoire in front of it, i could get stuff out of the fridge from my bed... no joke. -
Oh yes, it is the Christmas way... dang it...
be well,
Dawn
ps... hope the breaking gremlins stop and go on vacation by you soon -
My house is mostly fine, albeit filled to the rafters with junk we can't put away. It's my computer that's dying. Sorry to hear you've been suffering from inanimosity. - K.
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My house is okay, I think. I am hoping the roof holds up through one last winter so I can wait until spring or summer to climb up there and put a new one on. It's one of those big, steep rooftops around which many tales of certain death are spoken.
Oh! And I need a new furnace. That's another thing that I hope holds up.
Fortunately, most of my friends are plumbers, roofers, electricians and heating and cooling guys. So, aside from any appliances exploding, I'm covered.
As for your hizzouse-issues, are you sure it's not anything you can't fix yourself?
-Dan
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12/11/06 11:10 PM
Antoine was the funniest about it. One time I pretended to consider it, just to see his criminal modus operandi. He was speaking to me as a gentleman would when performing a small courtesy... he used the same tone when carrying stuff for me while I was preggers... "Stacey, now why don't you let me get that for you...?"
He was actually offering a fairly decent rate, even for a BMW. He kept his methods close to the vest, though. "It is generally not my policy to discuss logistics with potential customers," he told me with a straight face. While he didn't say so outright, i deduced that he planned to dump it in the Quincy granite quarries.
He's in jail now.