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08:46 - Thursday, Aug. 04, 2005
a letdown
well, i woke up late, and i been pissed off and depressed since yesterday afternoon.
yesterday, before i went shopping, doyle called me to the office and asked me that he had heard that i wanted to move to aspenview. aspenview apts, is another property that doyle manages. its studio apartments, regular size fridge, real stove, your own bathroom, and you can have overnight guests. the rent is a lil more, about 350 a month and its furnished.

so i sez to doyle, yea, i would like to move in there, but i got this job here. so he tells me that he wants me there to function as an "property representive" that is, to look after the place, if some tenant gets locked out, i can let em back in, and basically be doyles eyes and ears at the place. theres no on-site manager, and when tenants need help, they call here. so, i got extremely excited at the prospect of doing this, and i was floating with glee!! all i told him is that i would need a week to make arraingements, like for the fone, etc. and he sez that he needs to talk to biff at the main office about it. biff is a fucking no good idiot who dont know what he is doing, and has basically bluffed his way into the job. his main malfunction is to oversee the property managers, and because of his ineptitude, doyle dont like him.

so, when i came home after shopping, i seen doyle and asked him about it. and he gives me a song and dance, and tells me he's gonna have to again go over biff's head and get approval for this. problem is that the main boss is in Canada on vacation, and that someone else wanted to move into the unit now, and doyle sez he gotta fill the apartment.

so, the whole thing is in limbo so to speak. and my bubble burst. whay say something about it in the 1st place?? and get my hopes up, just to get em knocked down again? again, the old feelings come to surface that everytime something good comes along, something comes by to knock me back on my ass! im tired of it, and its frustrating.

here im thinking, well, this is great! i can move to the nice side of town, no more fucking moocher, no more fucking drunking tramps to deal with, and i can live like a regular person!
what a bunch of shit!

so, now, i have to just take it on the chin, so to speak, i cannot lash out, i have to hold my tongue, and just smile and act like all is well. i am very disapointed, and discouraged.


right now, i just feel so trapped here, in limbo.... so ends the pissing and moaning section of our show. and now, heres something we hope you really like!



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well, my tummy is growling, and i gotta do laundry! keep smiling! and dont worry, im sure things will work out here eventually, im just frustrated, thats all!!




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