And now for something completely "non standard"

Well the Nirvana spurred this so I tip my hat to Mr Cobain. But try out some of my other "non standard for a middle aged black woman" music in regular rotation on my iPod.

Yes folks, this is the kind of music that gets me in trouble with black folks and makes me a traitor to my race. Fuck 'em. I've BEEN in a mosh pit and I liked it.

(Pat on the back to myself for teaching myself html a bajillion yrs ago so I could edit the friggin size of these.)

Nirvana - Come As You Are

Nine Inch Nails - Down In It
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Chanelling my inner Shaneequa

I'm beginning to think 99% of the people in the world are total idiots.

This is an upgrade from my original estimate of 60%

Almost 6 months ago, we had a problem with the hot water. The management company sent a guy out who simply turned up the thermostat and said "done!". Uh, no. 2 hrs later the condo association prez came up to say the unit downstairs was flooded. WELL DUH, you turn up the temp, the pvc release pipe bows out and doesn't drip into the overflow pan. So the condo prez called a plumber who came out and ACTUALLY FIXED it. Then they sent one of those clean up companies to get the water up. I called my manager and explained it all to her as it was happening.

Within a week I got a bill for $5k. LOL. As if.

A comedy of errors, shouting, threats of lawsuits etc ensued for a good month. While I still have a hole in my wall and no baseboards.

So the manager calls me yesterday and asks if anyone has come out to fix this shit. Um, no bitch - did YOU call anyone? This is not my responsibility. I handle mine which is to pay you an ungodly sum of money every month.

30 min later I get a call from ServPro asking when they can come out to clean up my water damage. I told them um, about 6 months ago, so unless they can fix the FUCKING HOLE IN MY WALL AND REPLACE MY FUCKING BASEBOARDS GTFO.

Around the same time of the 2nd great flood (we had another one a few yrs ago where the ceiling in the bathroom in the lady downstairs caved in, good times that), I called to tell them the dryer was screeching. They sent a dude out who said "Oh, this is a 2 man job" and never returned.

So they sent someone else out today (well this evening as a matter of fact, 8 o'fucking clock, who says "It will be $320, you want to pay now?" Ok I admit, I laughed in his face. No motherfucker, I'm not paying you shit. No motherfucker, I can guaran-damn-tee the management office isn't open at 8pm. No motherfucker, I do not want to pay you and get the money back from them. Oh yeah, for shits and giggles, no motherfucker I am not paying you for this service call.

I really can't wait until tomorrow morning when I call the manager. The level of incompetence is MINDBOGGLING. See about a million years ago I was in property management and this kind of shit is what makes people NOT PAY THEIR FUCKING RENT.

I also had a cyst rupture on Tuesday and I'm in pain that is only slightly less than labor pain. I am an unhappy, uninsured black bitch ON THE EDGE. I don't know that I can maintain my normal white person facade tomorrow. I may look like something off Blacks Embarassing Themselves (tha's mah new definition for BETs acronym).

I dislike chanelling my inner Shaneequa for any reason, but being nice and white ain't gettin me anywhere.

AND I STILL HAVE A FUCKING HOLE IN MY LIVINGROOM WALL, DAMMIT.

My new sexy sexy sexy

On occasion the Butterfly and I websurf together. We've turned each other onto a couple sites that we now watch for each other. So a couple weeks ago I asked him if he'd seen the new Palm Pre (he has a Centro). So we cruised on over there and he got a little hard on for the phone but decided he could wait awhile.

A week later he came over throwing his phone against the wall telling me it was my fault that his phone died and he needed a new one.

Now pay attention here: I'm constantly amazed at how people use any excuse to justify shit.

So of course he had to order a new Pre. Well we played around with it, and I admitted I liked it but an iPhone was my personal choice for a sexy phone. The cost of the phone and the plan is nowhere within my budget in this lifetime, but whatev.

Well I get a phone for work cuz although I'm not "of any value to the company" as per my boss, I need to be reached 24/7. I wasn't thrilled to give up my Razor back then as I LOVED that phone. (Yes, that phone made me wet. It's sexy to me.) So I got some POS from my predecessor which I quickly changed over to something sorta butch. It was ok, but not up to my personal taste.

(Remember I told you to pay attention? Here it comes.)

The Butterfly kept flaunting that little black Pre. He kept pointing out the ease, the beauty, the simple integration of it's features. He took pics of my boobs, synched all his email accounts to it, etc. etc. etc.

I now own a Pre.

I told my boss I wanted to upgrade my phone. He laughed. I told him I would buy the device myself. He agreed. (He didn't ask what the new cost of my plan would be and I didn't bring it up. Fuck him.)

MAH PHONE IS TEH SEXXXY BIOTCHES!

I'm still figuring out how to work it, it's not easy. The Butterfly said now I could teach him how to use the damn thing. I laughed as I am SO not a technophile. So we sat around this afternoon and played around with them. I did manage to teach him a thing or two and he managed to help me sync all my email addys. He has pics of my boobs and I have pics of his dick. It's all good.

He got a new vehicle at his job recently. Now if I could only wrangle that dealie at work I'd be set.