Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Re-Fianancing take 2


Good evening!

Uhhh. Who would have guessed that re-financing your home would be such a pain in the ass. This is the second mortgage company we are going through. The first had that wonderful honor of renigging on us and hour after giving us a clear to close so they could backtrack and add and additional 2pts. That was lovely. Fuck you assholes! So square one again. The best part about re-financing is explaining the unhappy spots on your credit. The first company wanted a generic what's going on with you letter. The new company wants a pin point, what happened, blow by blow, in big red ink explanation of one or two events. Now I have to try and remember what happened. The incident they are asking about, I don't even know what happened. I think we may have been late or something. It was in the rocky time when I switched off unemployment and took the 170 buck pay cut to work at the bookstore. Whatever. I just hope they get this shit done. We've been working this for almost a month now.

I hate to be the insensitive American, but why on Earth do they allow people with heavy non-American accents even speak on the phone. Seriously. If this is you, never speak to anyone on the phone who does not speak your native tongue. Life will just be that much simpler. I think miscommunication is a bitch, and leads to frustration and general xenophobia! Today, I spoke with a woman with a heavy African accent. Between her diction and mine, we were both highly irritated with each other. I didn't understand her being upset because we can't predict exact times when shipment of books from the warehouse will happen, and she didn't understand my not giving a fuck because she is a retard and needs to have a helper so she can adjust here in our big scary don't give two shits American world. WTF!!!! She should have brought her non-American language understanding ass to the store! I could have drawn her a picture!

Whew! I'm glad that's off my chest!

So Hubby is feeling better. Sort of. He went to work, but felt pukey and dizzy. What a whiner. I told him to take half a day until he felt better. I guess I'm an idiot.

It got into the upper 50's today. Guess what this transplanted N.E. girl did? She washed her car. Tell ya, there is nothing more relaxing than washing your car (by hand). I got out in the capris and a tank and it was me, soap that smells like bananas, turtle wax, and tire shine! Boy I love to shine the rims! If there is a "Girls Who Joygasm from Washing and Waxing their Cars" calender, I wanna be Ms. September! The best is the cherry scented tire shine that has blue sparklies in it! Hey, my orange cat Maxx even loves to rub against that stuff. It's, well, it's very intimate!

I don't think I did enough justice to the movie 300 the other day. First off, men in leather undies, So Hot!!!! The movie had a live action portraying a graphic novel feel to it. The colors were faded to give it a reminiscent look, which is great because ultimately, that was what it was. Best of all the queen was no bitch! She stands by her man, and for her people and land. This girl was prepared to do what it took. Bless her soul! The action was conceivable. Considering that this movie and the graphic novel were based of the battle of Thermopylae, I can go with it. I mean Spartans were the elite. They weren't just soldiers, they were warriors. I think the movie totally hit on that. The main villain was a bit of a stretch. I don't know if he was supposed to be a flaming homosexual or just asexually in love with himself. I can say, he loved the bling! The acting wasn't over the top, the graphics were awe inspiring, even the sound track was on it! Dude, go see this movie! Okay, the hunchback son of a Spartan guy kinda freaked me out. It doesn't matter, he was a pussy. The king said to him at the end , "to have a long life," basically saying that he wasn't worthy of a Spartan death. Not because the guy was deformed, but because he was a turncoat and a pussy!

So I guess I will end here. Oh, gotta see Grindhouse, Rose McGowen has a machine gun for a leg. Does that say "this movie rocks ass" or what!

Good Nite!


Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act

--Truman Capote

Yokai Kifujin

No comments: