Ugh.

Back home from Monett. Long and uneventful day.

Congrats to Mom and Dad who had their 30 somethingth anniversary either yesterday, today, or sometime this week. I'm on the ball.

Yesterday at work, I learned something interesting. Apparently spelling bee's aren't a big thing with the Army. I was a speaking dictionary but I can't gripe. I can't gripe because he was in the Army Rangers and can probably kill me three different ways with his pinkie. You'd think an ex-Ranger would be a bit more intimidating though and I never would have guessed that he was an ex-elite Army guy. I figured elite unit guys all looked like Michael Clark Duncan (6'5" 315 lbs) but apparently they don't.

Speaking of the military... Our "renters", and I put renters in quotes because to rent means that the landlord get money from the transaction, decided to withdraw all the ex-rent that they owe us from an ATM. They decided to do this at the last minute because they are "on the ball". As you probably know, you can only withdraw a maximum of $500 dollars a day and this is unfortunately less than a third of the money that they owe us. I didn't even get that because the money "was with his wife in Springfield" (because they are "on the ball"). So they decided to write yet another check and I'm sure it will also bounce higher than the Empire State Building. Both of them are in the National Guard and he is about to deploy to Iraq again. Of course, he is the one telling me this, so he is really probably going to where ever the opposite of Iraq is. When he is gone to Iraq and we have to evict his family, we will be the evil landlords that evicted a man serving with the Armed Forces in Iraq and will show up in all the newspapers. You will know it's me because the same article will also mention a murder/suicide. Just joking. They cannot afford rent but they did put in an above-ground pool in the back lot. They can also afford iPhones and a host of other stuff. Another months rent will be due next Saturday bringing the total up to three. This doesn't even count the fact that in a year they are going to be "getting a loan" to buy our house. Right.

I really need nuclear weapons.

Anyway... It appears that our move in Diamond is even more imminent at this point. I would give them the benefit of the doubt on this next check but the "benefit of the doubt" well has appeared to have run dry.

Sorry for venting on you but that's the way it goes, baby.

That's how my week is going. That's how my life is going as well. If Charles Dickens wrote about my life, it would start out "They were the worst of times, they were the worst of times". Get it? Charles Dickens? A Tale Of Two Cities? Never mind.

Je suis désolé.

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