( Friday Night: Take this Pill )
Saturday's dream was not as convoluted, but is was amusing enough to be mentioned.
( Saturday Night: Join the Circus )
- Mood:
amused
Anyway, there was a group of god-touched super powered beings called the Break. Or perhaps the event that led to them existing was the Break. Not sure. As the dream started, some of them had gathered with their gods. Apparantly they could store some element of themselves/their power in ashes. Some of these ashes, some year in the past, had been stolen by a human geneticist, who then experimented with them and, well, spread them around. So now there are normal people starting to show their powers, and the Break and the gods are annoyed.
Well, all except their oldest god, who is on his death bed. He just smiled and said the powers were supposed to be shared.
Skip a bit, and apparantly I'm being brought into the group. I think I was supposed to be one of the normal people who had gotten a piece of their powers, but no one ever explained what was going on to me. In fact I was terribly confused. Apparantly the Break wore different robes or something to show their rank, and the robes they put me in had me skipping a level. Ronnii started talking to me about all of the levels, and how she skipped one to, but never the first one... but none of it made any sense because I had no idea what I was doing there.
Then Maree pulled the two of us over, saying she had news, and some sort of big reveal about who this magic woman who'd been causing trouble was... when one of the gods entered the room and all conversation stopped for whatever meeting... which my brain promptly skipped over.
And my brain apparantly also skipped two years into the future. Two years, and I/the new girl has shown no signs of powers. And then there was some weird time travel thing, going back in time, but forgetting that whatever means they had to go back in time wouldn't come back with them. New girl eventually figures something out, which involved blue lights glowing out of the back of the head of whoever they'd gone back to visit. And they got back to their own time, and debated whether this meant new girl did have powers.
(I feel like there's some story kernel in here to be worked on.)
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( Character mash-up )
We now own the house we've been living in for the last year. YAAAAAY!!!!
No moving, it's all ours. :)
(And for those following the landlord saga, it's ours before we have to head to court to deal with them, which is a nice added bonus.)
- Mood:
excited
Here's where the story continues to be interesting. We've moved on from angry at our ex-landlords, to amused and out for blood at the same time. Last week, we officially hired a lawyer for help with all of this. First of all, it was to help us get back our security deposit and over payment of rent. Second, it was in case they did anything else stupid.
Well, they did something else stupid. Stupider than even the lawyer thought they would be, after he sent them a letter explaining why they were wrong.
I got home yesterday to find a Summons for Unlawful Detainer on the door. That's right folks - they decided to pursue us in court for unpaid rent and eviction.
Now, we've been through this once before. The way this works is there is a court date on the summons. You appear at the court date and either a writ of possesion is filed to the plantiffs, or a later court date to contest it at trial is issued. Last time we went, we weren't contesting. We were attending to make our presence known to Wachovia bank and make arrangements. They received the writ of possesion, and we made arrangements to be out by the 20th (note this was before we had a signed contract).
So, are you all with me? At the end of August, Wachovia bank got an official writ of possesion on the property.
Now we have an official summons to appear in court for the same type of proceedings. Our ex-landlords are going after us for three months rent (August, September, October), late fees, interest, court costs, and damages to the property if any. The summons is for October 3rd.
Let's trace this out as a timeline:
- July 15th, Wachovia Bank officially owns the property
- August 22nd, Wachovia Bank receives the writ of possesion
- September 25th (fingers crossed everyone) we close on the purchase of the property
- October 3rd our ex-landlords take us to court to ... get an official eviction?
Yes folks, it makes *tons* of sense. /sarcasm. And yes folks, we're laughing over here. I actually want to go to court on this one just to see the judge's face.
What in the world is the penalty for filing a false claim in Virginia?
- Mood:
amused
So, here's the Dragon*Con update!
The short response is that is was awesome and we had a wonderful time. :) Long response...
( Dragon Con 2008 report! )
So, an excellent time was had by all, and we're already talking about next year.
Now, if only it wasn't so expensive to live here, so I could do crazy things like this full time!
I really need Dragon*Con at this point.
- Mood:
annoyed
Had a great weekend, and already I feel like I need another one. Lack of sleep is probably not helping.
All I want is to, you know, not have to move everything out one week before Dragon*Con. Because of course in the midst of this I'm trying to get all of my inventory finished and together for my table in the dealer's room - yes, I am thrilled that I managed to get a table. :) And Daniel is going to come and help most likely, which will be great. I am really, really looking forward to the con. I need it. :)
On the upside, Daniel is in town for three days. So when I get home I get to hang out with my little brother, which will be great. And probably delightfully distracting.
- Mood:
aggravated
So now, things to do:
- Pack the house.
- Pack for Dragon*Con
- Finish costumes
- Finish inventory
- Get rid of more things on eBay
- Find a place to move to
All for the month of August. Fun fun, hmm?
- Mood:
anxious
I hate it when I do something little and stupid that pertains to our CEO. I mean, I really should be able to deal with a phone call correctly, but I went scatter brained...and then realized I had done so right after I had hung up the phone. So I had to do "Hi, I'm an idiot, here's what I just did..." Gah!
I don't like feeling like an idiot, and I don't like being seen as an idiot.
It helps that I'm a lot better at my job and better to have in the office than the person I replaced, but moments like this I think take me down a bunch of notches in his eyes. *grumble*
To be fair, I have a reason for being scatterbrained.
Why couldn't this have just been easy?
"Even when things get terrible and tragic, just hold on to Batman and it'll all be good."
- Mood:
amused
http://www.flickr.com/photos/28267329@N0
- Mood:
accomplished
I think this guy needed lessons in how to present himself in an interview. Because he just wasn't good at it.
- Mood:
relieved
I really need to post more often...
First, news from the feline members of the household.
In other news...
- Mood:
hopeful
I just received an email from a spoofed irs.gov email address, saying info on my tax returns were incomplete and that I had to fill out the attached form in order to process my refund. As I did e-file for the first time ever this year, I actually looked at it twice.
However:
1) It went to my work email address, which is not the one I used with my e-file.
2) The "attached form" was in a zip file, so you couldn't see what the file actually was.
Here's the info from the actual IRS website:
If you receive an unsolicited e-mail communication claiming to be from the IRS, please forward the original message to: phishing@irs.gov using the instructions provided below. You may not receive an individual response to your e-mail because of the volume of reports we receive each day.
- The IRS does not initiate taxpayer communications through e-mail. In addition, the IRS does not request detailed personal information through e-mail or ask taxpayers for the PIN numbers, passwords or similar secret access information for their credit card, bank or other financial accounts.
- Do not open any attachments to questionable e-mails, which may contain malicious code that will infect your computer. Please be advised that the IRS does not initiate contact with taxpayers via e-mails.
- Mood:
sad
On the recent subject of "I know I haven't told everyone everything," here's a rundown of big events of the moment.
In other house news, people should totally come over and watch movie or something on our new TV. Especially once we get our PS3 back from Sony so we have Blueray on it - it's pretty! Good deal at Best Buy combined with bonus time - yay!
Dragon*Con dealer's room is still in "wait and see" mode, but I'm definitly going either way. And I'm starting to realize things I could do that I've never gotten a chance to if I don't have a table - like join in the parade! That could be fun. Oh hell, I *know* I'll have fun.
In other news, Mark and I are off to Florida this weekend to visit my family (minus the dog, who now gets grumpy about too much travel) and have the first night of Passover with my grandpartents. So, we'll have about a day and a half to actually spend in Florida, and we're going to be staying at a nice place apparantly. Must remember to pack my bathing suit tonight.
Sadly, this also means I'll miss
In random "I'm proud of myself" news, I biked to work on Tuesday! It took about an hour and 20 minutes, there were more hills than I realized, not everywhere had a sidewalk, and I'm not in the best shape, but I did it! I made it there, and made it home. Aside from a brief fall on my butt and a bruise on my shin I did pretty well. Plus, I remembered my "what to do after excersise" tricks from the hiking summer, and was barely sore the next day.
And a final note for those who read this who care about RPG stuff at all... I've created another game journal. Why another journal? Because sadly Deadjournal seems to have gone poof. It unfortunatly took with it my whole game journal from the crazy, convoluted Mage game Mark ran, but I had all of the notes from Hunter saved on my work compter. And considering everything that happened in the last game I had to post again! So if you want to read the craziness that is Morgan's life and undeath, click here.
- Mood:
contemplative
Got the email back that I was waiting for - a response from Vendor Relations.
His email, in startk contrast to all of my dealings with the office, was nice and understanding. He explained that the room had in fact filled up very shortly before my application, and that they regularly have a few who can't make it so they do have me on a waiting list. He said no guarantees (I wouldn't expect any in this situation) but that I should know in the next couple of weeks.
Dissappointing, yes, but an actual full answer. I still find it silly that it took 3 months to process a weeks worth of applications, but nothing I can do about that. And it may not have been 3 months - we all know that the website isn't exactly sppedy to update.
So I wrote back, saying both that I appreciated his complete and understanding response, and that I was dissappointed in the communications that came from the office. Really, if I could have gotten a response like his 3 emails ago I would not be so annoyed.
Rooms get full. Shows have application rushes. People are busy. All of this happens. But please, there's a huge difference between "you're on a waiting list" and "So sorry, the show filled up very shortly before your application. There is still a chance, and we should be able to let you know soon." It's the difference that at least pretends you care a little.
I'll be at Dragon*Con either way. Though I admit it will be weird to just be an attendee after the last six years of selling things in the art show and dealer's room!
- Mood:
satisfied
I realized various people have only been getting parts of this story, so I figured I would fill everyone in on the saga that is this year's Dragon*Con thus far for me. Before I end up in agravation giving someone half a rant and just ending up with looks of confusion.
Last year, I was in the Dealer's room and loved it. My sales went well up, and I learned a lot for what to do in the future. My sales last year covered just a bit more than expenses, and we had to do some juggling of funds from sharing a room, so I could not give them the money for space for this year right there at last year's show. So, I eagerly awatched the website. It said the application would be up in January. That's handy - I get a bonus January 1st.
January 2nd - No application up.
January 5th - I see the application up.
January 7th - I mail out my check and application.
Taking a deep breath to not get totally pissed at this woman. I know her job is nuts and she is sick of hearing from me, but every email from the begining has been a brush off.
I don't care if it really was full in those first few days the application was online. If it was, your response should be something like, "Sorry, we had a big rush of applications this year and had all we could handle in the first week of January, but it took us 3 months to process them." (Though if it actually took you 3 months to process 50 applications... 1 application every 2 days? There's got to be a way to deal with that.)
Or, did you mess up and don't want to admit it? Because that's what this is all feeling like from here. If that's the case, I'm not pushy. I'm not saying kick someone out of their space. I'm saying you admit something went wrong and at least apologize.
If someone asks what the chance is of there being space? You don't ignore that part of their email. You give an honest answer. I'd rather know there was no chance of getting in and adjust my plans to save money than be waiting for a space I'll never get. There's an extra night of hotel stay I can save if I'm not a dealer. If I'm not a dealer, I need to buy a membership, and the later I buy membership the more expensive it is.
I'm waiting on a response from my email that actually seemed to have been read and forwarded before I do anything else. I'm not dealing with this woman in the office again.
There are ways to make this right. And the first step in making it right is to treat me like a person.
- Mood:
aggravated
Empire Magazine has revealed its list of the "50 Greatest TV Shows" ever. So, of course, LJ-ers leaped upon the opportunity and made it into a meme.
1. Bold the shows you've watched every episode of
2. Italic the shows you've seen at least one episode of
3. Post your answers
