Hehehehehehe. My neighbors want to wake me up? Fuck them, I'll leave my stereo on, full blast bass, with it tuned to a fucking Hip Hop station all day. And I did. Know what? When I got home, they were as quiet as a fucking mouse and acting all nice.
So I made almost seven hundred bucks today.
I also may be getting sued by a former tenant, but am not worried about it. I'll win and get paid for going.
See, I feel horrible for them. I really do. Her husband has cancer and they can't afford their place anymore, but she skipped out on the lease and now wants her full deposit back. I can't do that. She says that I broke the lease, which I kind of did, but because of a technicallity, I'd win in court. Despite all this, I'd love to give them their money back, but I can't because I'm not paying them out of my pocket, and if it comes from the business account I have to answer for it. Which means it'd come out of my paycheck. This part of my business makes me sick to my stomach and keeps me awake at night.
One of the houses needs a major overhaul. Fuck! Lots of money. And it's partially my fault, cause I waited to get something done, but I was told to wait. Still, that isn't good enough. Worst case scenario - I do most of the work for free. No sweat off my back, so long as I don't pay for materials.
Oh, I got me some Percocet. Yummy.
Someone had some and gave it to me to have a little mellow alcohol-free evening. I could really use it, too - shit's been fucked lately. God damn, I just remembered I haven't studied for any of my tests tomorrow. Greaaaaaaat. 
Either way, give it ten, fifteen minutes and I'll be feeling so good it won't matter.
So I made almost seven hundred bucks today.
I also may be getting sued by a former tenant, but am not worried about it. I'll win and get paid for going.
See, I feel horrible for them. I really do. Her husband has cancer and they can't afford their place anymore, but she skipped out on the lease and now wants her full deposit back. I can't do that. She says that I broke the lease, which I kind of did, but because of a technicallity, I'd win in court. Despite all this, I'd love to give them their money back, but I can't because I'm not paying them out of my pocket, and if it comes from the business account I have to answer for it. Which means it'd come out of my paycheck. This part of my business makes me sick to my stomach and keeps me awake at night.
One of the houses needs a major overhaul. Fuck! Lots of money. And it's partially my fault, cause I waited to get something done, but I was told to wait. Still, that isn't good enough. Worst case scenario - I do most of the work for free. No sweat off my back, so long as I don't pay for materials.
Oh, I got me some Percocet. Yummy.
Someone had some and gave it to me to have a little mellow alcohol-free evening. I could really use it, too - shit's been fucked lately. God damn, I just remembered I haven't studied for any of my tests tomorrow. Greaaaaaaat.
Either way, give it ten, fifteen minutes and I'll be feeling so good it won't matter.
LOL.