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Confusion that's driving me crazy was written at 19 Feb 06 - 18:50 |
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Confusion that's driving me crazy was written at 19 Feb 06 - 18:50 |
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Adam's out fighting our eviction from our apartment, because its on university campus and he's at risk of getting expelled, even though he's already accepted to post-graduate school, but is only one credit away -- because some girl is lying about him. The lawyer said there's no way, so after the hearing today he said (mind you, I hear everything through the grapevine, and never know what to believe) that we're safe. Adam called me and said we weren't, then called me again later to say we are. But the lawyer has to keep spending more and more time on the case (racking up huge amounts of money per hour) everytime the university sais "Oh, ok, sorry" then turns around and goes "psyche". So I guess the university is raping them. I told Adam after he came home today that we should still act like they didn't give us an extension of staying, but nobody really listens to me, really. I just get humored. So, like, who knows? I said we should be moving everything out today because like with his dresser and bookcases and matress, its going to take a few trips, at leaste, to get all this stuff moved. On top of that expecting whoever has the vechile to show up on time (the eviction time is noon), along with all of his (it seems like) hundreds of books. I don't want to get arrested for treaspassing on an apartment we paid for, but I don't want to get arrested. They make the law up as they go along. So I guess we're getting an apartment off-campus, for like $45 more, but it doesn't have the internet, so colour that shitty. He just called, so hopefully he's on his way home now. I've literally spent the past two days, sorting things and packing them in bags. Its not like we have a ton of stuff, but it was all over the place, and with all that's been going on, all kinds of important papers and just basic necessities that traveled with us are scattered. I'm glad I didn't have to see his mother today. That woman is just torture to be around, or even hear on the phone. Even if its not me talking to her! Even thinking about how much controll she has over our lives makes me want to commit murder.
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