Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Bad Luck/Person

Sometimes a patient tells me about a long string of horrible boyfriends/girlfriends/pets, and wants to know what's wrong with those people. Or they'll tell me how terrible their boss is, AND their landlord is, AND their chiropracter is, and how bad must their luck be to get stuck with this set of unreasonable people. Certainly this person may have horrible luck and be surrounded by dysfunctional people. Or you could suppose that the only common denominator is the complainer, so it's most likely that they are the problem. It's hard to tell when you're the complainer which one is true. 

The other day I took all my bills from the past 3-4 months and calculated how much I've spent on utilities. I then sent out 1/3 of that total to my two roommates via text, asking them to pay when it's convenient. If I really cared about having a balanced checkbook I suppose I should get their contribution every time I get a bill, it's so much easier getting 3 or 4 checks over the year rather than 30 or 40 little ones. Everybody wins right? 

I get back from work and find that one of my roommates has moved out.

I didn't make this realization at first. I thought the kitchen looked different, and found that we no longer had a big Vitamix blender. The protein on top of the fridge was gone. There is an extra key sitting by the sink. I went down the hall to the bedrooms and his is closed, so I knock. After waiting an appropriate amount of time for him to answer (ok, maybe a few seconds less than that) I open the door to find the room completely empty. Clearly he didn't go to work today, or else was able to move the entirety of his possessions over his lunch break. 

Strangely, he had replied to my text about the utilities saying "ok." Why respond ok when you're going to flee the scene, presumably never to return? None of my further texts have been answered. I've considered being annoying and sending him reminder texts every day that he's a thief. I can't say I've completely ruled it out. 

Now I suspect if Clayton Thomas and I were BFFs, he wouldn't have stolen $400 from me. It's possible he's a sociopath and that wouldn't have made a difference. But if I'd gone through the effort of talking to him more often and maybe even doing things together, it's at least less likely he would have felt ok doing that. I wouldn't attribute any blame to myself if this were the first time this happened. But I've had another roommate owe me money, and after I left the state and didn't see him any longer, he didn't ever feel the need to send that check in the mail. Another more recently decided he couldn't afford paying rent so moved back in with his parents, owing me a significant sum. He did end up paying me, 6 months later, only many MANY a reminder.

Another two moved out with very little notice, though they seemed to have legitimate reasons for doing so. And of course there's the one who moved his wife in with us. This could be because he wanted someone to talk to and I wasn't providing the interaction he desired. Or I could be positive and say he just couldn't stand moving away from me, even once married. 

The two roommates I've gotten through LDShousing.net have both been inactive. This hasn't been a problem per se, apart from them being two of the financially irresponsible ones. 

In any case, I have bad luck with roommates/ do something to make my roommates bad roommates. I'm not sure if getting married will fix this problem or make it worse. 

Monday, February 18, 2013

Music Monday

I realize that half my posts are Music Mondays these days. I'm comfortable with that.

These are all songs from last year that I never posted, but I liked a fair bit.

Great song, pretty landscapes:

The video for this song is creepy, so I'll leave you with just the audio. There is one curse so avoid as needed.

There are numerous curses in this one. I played it on repeat at times last year when I was feeling down. I'll just link to it as she does sing portions of the song wearing just a bra. Which is not why I had the song on repeat.

Ruin - Liz Wood

Monday, February 11, 2013

Music Monday

Non sweary:


Saturday, February 09, 2013


I'm not stuttering, I'm just being unoriginal and redundant.

I recently went to a poetry reading and did this piece that I wrote years ago. 2004 seems like so long ago. When I first wrote it there were lyrics from the 80s-00s. I reworked it to incorporate more lyrics, and to have them be almost entirely 90s. Anyway, for those of you that haven't been reading my blog for the last decade . . .

Radio Gaga

Stop, collaborate and listen, We’re back with a brand new poem
Pack it up, pack it in, let us begin.

Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?)
My name is.. [wicca wicca] the 90s.
Say your name. Say your name.  

I had no choice but to hear you. You stated your name time and again.

Breaking my back just to know your name
Everything’s made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am

I’m a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world
I’m made of plastic. It’s fantastic
Sometimes I feel like I don’t have a partner.
Sometimes I feel like my only friend.
So 1,2,3, take my hand and come with me

Can’t touch this!
Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me
I’m a little bit of EVERYTHING, all rolled into one

I’m blue.
She's got a hottie body, but her attitude is potty
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, 

I like big butts, and I cannot lie.  
If you want MY body and you think I'M sexy
come on sugar let me know.

That don't impress me much
So you got the looks but have you got the touch

I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that?
How do you like me now?

I want something else to get me through this, semi-charmed kind of life.
All I want to do is have some fun
I have a feeling that I’m not the only one

Girls.  All I really want is girls.
I’ll be there for you

Girls don’t like boys, girls like cars and money.

The more money we come across, the more problems we see.
I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
 Crash into me

If you wanna be with me,baby there's a price to pay
I'm a genie in a bottle
I don’t want no scrubs

Just the two of us we can make it if we try
I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch.  I need your understanding, I need your love so much

I don’t believe that anybody, feels the way you do about me now.
Can you feel the love tonight?

Look into my eyes, you will see what you mean to me.
There’s nothing I can do. I only want to be with you

Near, far, wherever you are, I believe that the heart does go on

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
I want it that way

If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends
Make it last forever, friendship never ends.

Hey, come on, try a little, nothing is forever
Heeeyyy... Yaaaaaaa.. (Don't want to meet your daddy)
Heeyy Yaaaaaaaa.. (Just want you in my Caddy)

You stupid girl, you stupid girl.
I saw the sign, and it opened up my eyes,
I saw the sign,

This love has taken its toll on me
I just want to fly.
If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away

My sweater is on backwards and inside out.
I wanna push you around, I will, I will  

Chill out, What you yellin for?
Give me a sign, Hit me baby one more time

mmmBOP (gets hit)

I get knocked down, but I get up again 
That’s me in the corner, that’s me in the spotlight
I’m here to remind you of the mess you made when you went away

Quit playin' games with my heart   
I’m just a girl
Take me as I am, that may mean you have to be a stronger man.

I’m a loser baby
I feel stupid, and contagious
I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo

Don't speak  I know just what you're saying 
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand

Oops!...I did it again
I played with your heart, got lost in the game
Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me

It's been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said "I'm angry"
Do you believe in life after love?

Lovin is what I got,
Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
You were meant for me and I was meant for you 

I've been a bad bad girl
I've been careless with a delicate man
Kiss me out of the bearded barley
Nightly, beside the green, green grass 

This kiss, this kiss (unstoppable)

Did you ever know that you’re my hero?


You’re all I ever wanted

You’re all I ever needed

(in unison)
And I E, I, Will Always Love You

Tuesday, February 05, 2013


As I prepare for my next trip (and prepare is a loose term as my sister is using her travel expertise to do much of the legwork) I thought I should post the pictures from my last.

An album
Another album

Any recommendations people have as to things to do in Santiago, Lima, Cusco, or Easter Island would be appreciated.

Monday, February 04, 2013

Music Monday

My music collecting is not off to a good start this year. In the last month I think this is the only track I've really liked.

The second song I don't like as well, but the video is much more interesting.