I win.

Renter's insurance came through. Yay.

The ex-roommate needs help, mentally. I'm not going to take this person to small claims court, but I have a feeling that this person will feel some consequences eventually. Or at least sometime near December. This person is good at one thing, though, burning bridges. I've never seen anybody burn them so easily.

Not my problem, though. I'm done.

I lose, part two.

I took a little trip yesterday to go inspect the contents of box #3. Nothing in that box is mine.





As the sheriff's department considers this theft a civil matter and won't do anything about it, my next step is to sue in small claims court. Hooray.

I lose.

There's really not much I can do with the whole CD collection issue other than sue in small claims court. I know where the CDs are, but I can't go get them myself because then it'll look like I'm the one stealing them from the ex-roommate. And taking matters into my own hands (self-help, in legal parlance) could land me in jail on a domestic violence charge.

A King County sheriff's officer I talked to today said that they consider this a civil issue and not a criminal issue, so that's why there's not much they can do about it. At this point, I feel like I'm pretty much screwed. Because, well, I kinda am.

I've filed a claim with my insurance. While I do not have receipts for the property, I do have it all inventoried. I hope that the insurance will come through, somehow, but I'm not particularly hopeful right now.

In the meantime, the ex-roommate is making other peoples' lives a living hell. It looks like someone else is now going to have to go through an eviction proceding against the ex-roommate, even though this person's technically a houseguest.

I flippin' LOVE this state!

Boxes, continued.

There's box #1. None of my CDs in it.

Well, the week got off to a decent start. Sucks it has to end like this. Time to make a phone call and file a report. Sigh.

Nice.

See the middle finger in this one? Classic.





What you're seeing are pictures of the contents of two boxes that were in my garage. There are three boxes. None of them are in my garage at this moment. My ex-roommate took them when moving out of my house. The story this person maintains is that I gave permission to use my boxes for moving. Sure I did - empty boxes! And several empty boxes were taken and used.

But, these three boxes had the contents of my CD collection. Looks like this person placed some of their stuff at the top of these boxes so I can't see if my CDs are even still in there or not. Maybe they've been pawned already. The good thing is that I have a database of ALL of my CDs. I know what I lost. These pictures came to me from the ex-roommate this evening via cell picture message.

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Boxes

Why are these boxes in Bonney Lake and not in my garage? Hrm...







I'm beside myself with frustration.

The Two Month Nightmare is Over

The bunny boiler has left the building. The locks have been changed. Today is a happy day.

Of course, no story like this would be complete without a picture of a present that was left for me on my bedroom floor by this person. Totally awesome. Yes, that's moldy chinese food.

In other news, Erin got herself an iPhone. I was on hand last night to witness the occasion. There is picture proof, too, here and here.

What. A. Year.

Well, folks, this has been quite the year. Let's take a little trip down memory lane...

January: Celebrated 6 years with my then girlfriend in Victoria. Watched her leave for India for 6 weeks before I left for India, myself. Started building a friendship with someone who was, at that point, only an acquaintance.

February: Left for India at the beginning of the month for four weeks in Bangalore for work.

March: Returned from India to a life that had changed a bit. Started socializing more with friends. Had a very fun and interesting welcome back party. Continued building friendship with the person who used to be an acquaintance.

April: Ended my six year relationship with my girlfriend. Road trip to Vegas with a friend, and on the return, San Francisco. Start friendships with several people and become part of a new circle of friends.

May: Started seeing someone I knew in high school. This did not last for long (see below).

June: The fit hits the shan and thus begins the worst summer of my life.

July: Yup, the fit's still in the shan and summer still sucks, but I took a motorcycle training course and I bought a motorcycle. Woo!!!!

August: The fit's no longer on the shan. I take a deep breath and life starts to simmer down. I turn 28. I take another road trip with a different friend - this time to LA to see the Price is Right, and through the Bay area. One of the best road trips ever! I got to go to Disneyland!!!! For the first time!!!!!

September: A minor crisis averted. And a long motorcycle trip around the Olympics.

October: Nothing much to report here. Did go to Oregon Trail Rally near Tillamook, Oregon.

November: Nothing much to report here. Did go to the Seattle International Autoshow.

December: Wild West Rally at the beginning of the month. Then, a trip to Connecticut to see my grandmother, whose health had been progressively getting worse. Then back home for a week, and then back to Connecticut for her funeral. Happy Holidays, yo!

A very eventful year. Ups and downs. But through it all, my friends have been there and I end the year with more friends than when I started. I love my friends. Being 3000 miles away from my real family, my friends ARE my family.

Your MOM upside down is WOW

So remember that little life-changing event that occurred that threw my life into turmoil?

Apparently it has been resolved.

Even still, I have my doubts. I'm having a hard time trusting anything that this person says. But it would seem to be resolved, as far as I know.

A long ride.

Is the subject a metaphor for my life, perhaps?

I just got back a little while ago from a decent ride through Seattle. Rode up the viaduct to Western, then up 15th NW, then went all the way around Magnolia. From there, I continued north. I went through Ballard, and then rode to Shilshole and stopped at Golden Gardens for a few minute break. After that, I rode up through Loyal Heights, then back down to Ballard again, and then cut over through Phinney back to 99. What a nice, calm ride. The bike's now past its first 600 miles, and yesterday I performed its first oil change, chain lubrication/cleaning, and inspection (with the help of a friend, of course). I am, so far, having a lot of fun riding the bike.

My life has changed very much in the past year, and even moreso in the past seven months. I've made new friends, strengthened other friendships, and ended a long relationship. In the past year, I've made two trips to India, a trip to Canada, a trip to Vegas, and a couple other business trips. I bought a new car for myself after my ex's car died. She got the current car I had at the time, and I just gave it to her when we broke up. I bought a bike just a couple of weeks ago.

So yes, while I've made many interesting trips and met new people, I've also made mistakes along the way. I have made some poor personal choices that have interrupted my life and affected others. I have dragged my friends through this crap, and while they've been great, they shouldn't have had to deal with this. I love my friends for all they've done for me, and I feel truly lucky to have them in my life.

I find myself feeling lonely far too often, even though I spend plenty of time with my friends. Coming home to an empty house has been depressing, as well. Unfortunately, in these moments of loneliness, I feel weak, and I've done stupid things to try to ease the loneliness. Very stupid things.

There was a time when I had no problem being alone and, in fact, I relished in it. I loved being introverted and antisocial. Those days are behind me now, and I find I want to spend time with my friends as much as possible. But spending all of this time with friends only provides temporary relief from the crap in my life that I need to take care of. I'm working on that.

So again, to my friends, thank you for being there and listening to me. You've seen how crazy I have been the past few months, and I think that might get a little worse before it gets better. Bear with me. I'm working on straightening myself out.

There are situations and people in my life that have contributed to my state of mind, but it's all of my own doing. There's someone that says I have a guilt complex about this, but I find it hard not to. I made the mistakes, I have to live with them.

So enough of the emo rambling.

Anyway - my birthday is in 2 weeks - party on the night of the 12th, people! At my house. You're all, of course, invited.

HPD

Histrionic Personality Disorder.

Huh, how 'bout that! Reminds me of someone I know. For those who know me, well, they'll get it.