Elsja Down Under

My random life experiences as I follow my heart and travel to Australia for love…

 

Letters February 4, 2010

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes, Sad, Mad, Bad — elsja @ 10:35 pm

Dear Jet Lag,

I hate you. I really do. You make me so tired. You cause me to sleep through my alarm for over 10 minutes. TEN!! While this may not seem a lot to some people, let it be known that in an entire year, my alarm only goes off probably 10 times total! I always wake up before my alarm goes off, so to sleep through it for over TEN MINUTES is just not right. You cause me to wake up with a massive migraine and hangover feeling even though I only had 2 glasses of wine last night. Two glasses of wine plus jet lag = feeling like I drank 2 bottles of wine. NOT NICE!

Dear US Economy,

I hate you too. I thought I was immune to your black pit of misery and despair- but no, you finagled your nasty tenticles into my life as well and you’ve put a big damper on all my plans for 2010.

Dear Vaccination,

You made me feel like I had a migraine in my arm for about 36 hours. That was a week ago. Now, thanks to you, my arm is STILL sore. It’s not terrible, but enough to piss me off.

Dear Stupid OC Housewives,

Ok of course I’m not talking to all OC housewives- there are definitely many of you I like. I’m just speaking to the pathetic, fake, backstabbing trashbags. You are all scum. People like you often make me happy that I don’t live in this yuppy, stuck-up county anymore.

Dear Bob at Sir Speedy Printing,

You sent all your customers an email today asking “how is your 2010 so far?” Do you REALLY want me to answer that question? I know you just want some business- but what if I reply to your sales pitch email and just say “shitty.” I wonder what you would say to that.

Dear Andrew,

I miss you.

Yes, I am having a bad day.

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Dear Neighbors, Part 3 December 12, 2009

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes, Sad, Mad, Bad — elsja @ 6:17 pm

Dear new neighbors,

Andrew told me about you two while I was away. First to you Mr. Man neighbor- Andrew mentioned that everyone in the apartment could hear you beating your girlfriend. Evidently people heard the thuds and your poor girl was screaming and crying. Neighbors were yelling at you through the windows telling you they could hear you beating her and you still didn’t stop. Luckily some people had enough sense to call the cops. Clearly you are a douchebag.

When I returned last Saturday and heard what sounded like some serious sex occuring in the late afternoon, I actually thought I was hearing our other neighbors. But this sex did not sound like the sex that we usually can hear. You guys sounded REALLY into it. At least you did Ms. Lady neighbor. Yes, it partially did sound like you were being beat up- but when I heard “YEAH, YEAH” I figured you just like it rough. When I went into the bathroom again, I could hear you crying. Why oh why were you crying? Maybe you were just playing along out of fear because your creep boyfriend would beat you up again if you don’t fulfil his sleazy desires. I have never even met you but already I can see that you two have some SERIOUS issues.

I’m not sure what went on in the following 40 minutes but when Andrew and I returned from picking up dinner and a movie, your drunk trash boyfriend was on the ground being handcuffed by 5 cops.

While I do enjoy interesting neighbors, I don’t enjoy guys who beat up and possibly rape their girlfriends and wives. No one in the building wants to hear that. Someone needs to head to rehab and/or jail and someone else needs some major counseling. Good luck to you both.

P.S. I do like your Christmas stockings that you’ve hung in the window.

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The DMV November 25, 2009

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes, Sad, Mad, Bad — elsja @ 12:28 am

WTF is up with the DMV? I know it’s always been a hell hole but I haven’t been there in probably 8 years and I swear it got worse. I arrived at 8:20am and there were literally probably 150 people already waiting. I drove through the parking lot once and then decided to park in some distant neighborhood. The lot was like a mall lot on Christmas eve. People driving around in circles, dodging pedestrians left and right, it was crazy! Inside there were probably 100 chairs set up and they were ALL full. I REALLY wanted to take a picture to show Andrew how insane it was but I didn’t think I’d be able to do it discretely.

Did I mention that they don’t take credit cards? You probably knew that already, but seeing as how I haven’t been there in over 8 years, I just kind of assumed they would be a “modern” organization and take plastic. Do they realize how many poor people come through that place? Some people wouldn’t be able to pay the $28 license fee if they couldn’t use a credit card. (Yes Aussies, you heard that right, $28 for a 4 year license).They take personal checks (which surely bounce ALL the time) but they won’t take credit cards. Idiots. Unfortunately for me, my debit card is back in Australia with Andrew and so I’ve been living off cash and credit while I’ve been in CA. I had $23 bucks in my wallet when I got in line. I needed $28. I tried using my Australian debit card… that didn’t work. She politely said “You can run to the bank and just come back straight to me.”- Yes! That is EXACTLY what I feel like doing. Going to the bank to get out $5 measly bucks so I can come back to this hell hole and pay for my new license from a state that I don’t even live in. Some might say “why bother?” Well, unfortunately some eating and drinking establishments (i.e. restaurants and bars) don’t accept foreign ID and as I’m about to explain, some banks don’t either!

So since I was $5 short, I had to go wait for the bank to open at 9am in order to get cash out. I had to sit there for 25 minutes to get $5. How fun!They didn’t know what to do with my Aussie license, I didn’t bring my passport because I didn’t plan on having to make a trip to the bank that morning and when I showed them my US ID, they couldn’t accept it because it is expired. Duh, that’s why I need the money in the first place! Such a pain in the ass!! Finally I got the cash but seriously, not having my atm/debit card really made things difficult.

With all that said I probably would have been out of there in 15 minutes if I didn’t have to leave, walk to my car, wait at the bank, get money, drive back, park, and wait again to talk to the same lady. Making an appointment REALLY speeds things up. I felt really bad for the other 150 people waiting their turn. I hope they packed their lunches.

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Wicked Witch of the Building November 2, 2009

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes — elsja @ 11:27 pm

Ok so I promised a story about the neighbor whorebag. Well here it is…

Andrew and I have lived here 2 years. In the 2 years, we’ve never ever had a late night noise complaint. I do specify late night because there was one time when we first moved in that I was on an elliptical machine that was making a horrible clunking noise and our downstairs neighbor kindly came up and mentioned that it was a bit loud. That was totally fair and we made sure to keep it down. That was 2 years ago. Since then, not one complaint… ever!

On the flipside, we’ve definitely had OUR fair share of issues with loud/annoying neighbors. Here are just a few I wrote about…

Sex neighbors

Foreign neighbors

But have we complained? No. Did we call and yell at these people? No. We don’t complain because it’s not a regular occurrence. If it were, we might be ruder.

So imagine how annoyed I am when someone actually calls me to complain on a Friday night at 10:40pm. This lady has serious issues!! There were 5 girls in my apartment playing a board game. Not even a loud game, just a simple game. We were laughing and chatting but that’s it. No screaming, no banging, nothing.

The intercom buzzes. WHO on earth could it be at 10:40? So I answer and this is what I hear (paraphrased):

Slutface (in a snotty, snotty tone): “You guys REALLY need to keep it down, you’re really loud and you’re bothering the ENTIRE apartment building.”

Me: “Oh I’m so sorry, I’ll close the balcony door.”

Whorebag (in a troll voice): “Yeah… and keep it down”

Me: “Yeah ok, I’ll close the door” (that was my attempt at passive aggression by reiterating that the only thing I was going to do was close the door. Andrew thought this was TOTALLY weak and  he would have told her off right then and there. )

WTF??? It was 10:40 on a Friday!! Now, while I TOTALLY respect that some people DO have to sleep at 10:40 on a Friday, I hardly think we were keeping the ENTIRE building awake. I also fail to understand why she couldn’t just say “hey guys, sorry to bother you but you guys are really loud- would you mind keeping it down?”

UGH I hate this evil witch and I would LOVE to know who she is so I could give her really dirty looks.

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Missing Australia June 22, 2009

Filed under: Good Times, I Hate People Sometimes, I Love TV — elsja @ 10:27 pm

I’m definitely happy to be home, and I’m loving spending time with my friends and family- but there a a few things I am missing.

1. Andrew. Feels like I haven’t seen him in forever and it’s only been 5 days! I still have almost 2 weeks before I see him again.

2. TV that doesn’t include the Tru TV station. Don’t get me wrong- I truly enjoy the vast variety of stations here and I’ve been excited to flip through them all over the last few weeks- but why is it that everyone here (i.e. my dad and brother-in-law) ONLY want to watch Tru TV??? I just would like to say that is the worst TV station EVER! “Tru TV, not reality, Actuality.” I’d like to change the slogan to “Tru TV, not reality, just plain SHIT.” Operation Repo is satan’s latest crap contribution to cable TV and I do NOT understand how ANY civilized human being can enjoy that show. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve enjoyed my fair share of reality shows and pointless TV in the past- but this show has to take the top prize for the worst thing on air. I cannot believe those fat, ghetto, painted-eyebrow scum are probably making WAY more money than me. Why did I go to school again?

For those of you who may not have been blessed enough to see this show yet… here is one of the cast members:

 

I think I liked her better in her first movie, The Little mermaid:

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3. Yoga. I haven’t been in weeks!! Oooh how I miss it. Sure I could go here, but that would involve paying money- and I don’t like paying money for classes. I’d rather vacuum and wash mirrors for free classes! :) Then I can spend money on other non-essential items like Ugg boots, giant packs of orbitz gum, grape vodka and a pocket pie maker.

That’s all really. I’m happy with everything else here… the weather (finally), the comfy guest bed I’m sleeping in, they gym (for some unknown reason I find the gym here MUCH more tolerable than the one at home), Pei Wei, Panera, cheap brewed ice tea at every restaurant I go to, free refills!!! I just want Andrew back here. Either that or I want bring 3 months worth of Strawberry Poppy seed salad home with me and then just fast forward a few months so I can skip the Sydney winter all together. Oh and if they could open a Pei Wei or Panera in Sydney, that would be awesome. It’s not a far fetched dream- they did after all open up a Counter Burger.

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A Lesson in Geography June 11, 2009

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes — elsja @ 8:32 am

Ok I know I’m not blogging, but I’m too busy visiting family and friends but I thought I’d post about an interesting experience I had yesterday with a woman who is clearly an idiot.

I was at the nail shop getting a pedicure. I was chatting to the lady (well attempting to, her Vietnamese accent was pretty strong) and I mentioned that I moved to Australia.

She asked how long I had been there and I said almost 2 years.

Then she asked the following:

“Where in Australia you move, Toato”?

I couldn’t understand her and so I was trying to think of all the cities in Australia that sounded like what she had just said. But then she cleared it up for me…

“Where in Australia you move, Toronto, Quebec?”

I didn’t even know how to reply at first. I was so amazed. It’s not like I told her I moved to Australia and she asked if  I am living in Vienna (Austria) which at least SOUNDS similar.

So I just replied, “No, I live in Sydney…Australia… not Canada”

Then the woman proceeded to scrub my feet with exfoliating scrub. Everyone knows the heels and balls of the feet are the roughest, so it’s a good thing she spent 2 minutes scrubbing my sensitive arches.

Seriously… what a moron!

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Dear Neighbors, Part 2 May 20, 2009

Filed under: Funnies, I Hate People Sometimes, Life Down Under — elsja @ 8:32 pm

Dear Neighbors,

No… not you two… I’m talking to the ones upstairs who speak in some language I cannot decipher. I am really getting sick of your late night chats on the balcony. Seriously, I don’t hear you at all during the day or evening but for some reason you must go on to your balcony EVERY single night after 11:00 pm to have your daily 15 minute foreign chat. Oh and I REALLY don’t appreciate the random 1:00 am sessions. Those seriously suck.

It frustrates me that I can’t even eavesdrop and be nosey since I can’t understand you. Where the hell are you from anyways?? It frustrates me even MORE that you keep me awake at night. Don’t you need to sleep too?

Andrew was going to write you a letter once. Even though he USUALLY falls asleep before you start yacking, he really felt bad for me being kept up every night. But I stopped him from putting the note under your door one night at 3am because I didn’t think it was very nice. Here’s what it said in big black sharpie marker:

“SHUT THE F*%K UP”

I thought there must be a nicer way to go about asking you to be quiet, but considering I’ve lived here for over a year and a half and I still don’t think I’ve ever really seen your face, I  don’t exactly feel comfortable approaching you. So instead I just lie there each night waiting patiently for your 15 minutes of annoying chatter to end.

SO since I am afraid of confrontation, I’m REALLY happy that I now get to write this second letter to our OTHER neighbors. I thought I’d run it by you first. Let me know what you think…

-E

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Dear Other Mystery Neighbor,

You are wonderful.

When my boyfriend wanted to write a mean note to the yackies upstairs, I stopped him because I didn’t think it was very nice to use the F word. Well, clearly, that’s just something Australians do- or maybe just people in this apartment block. I remember on Halloween one guy in the block yelled “Oi F*%K off kids!!”  to some little teenage punks. That was pretty funny. Maybe that was your husband.

I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate what you did for all of us last night. I could hear you yelling “shut up!” numerous times. I just laid there smiling, comforted knowing that someone else had been feeling my pain all these nights. I always thought I may be the only one who was going crazy from their conversations. But the gabbers upstairs just didn’t hear you. I don’t know why because I certainly heard you, even with my window closed. So I found it thoroughly amusing when you finally screamed in your shrill, angry voice:

“SHUUUUUUUUUT UUUUUUUPPPPP. You F*%King talk out there EVERY NIGHT!”

Well, I think they finally got the hint because they did shut up and they went inside.

I truly think your message got through to them. Maybe using the F word really is the only way to get things done around these parts! Hopefully tonight we will all sleep a little easier!

Thanks again for taking care of the situation (and thanks to my BF who attempted to take care of the situation 2 weeks ago even though I intercepted his note and threw it in the trash bin).

-E

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Swine Flu April 28, 2009

I’d like to share with you my feelings on infected ham snot.

I am not afraid of the swine flu. It’s the flu. I haven’t gotten any sort of flu in over 6 years and I don’t plan on getting this pig  disease either.

Yet another reason I don’t care to eat swine.

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Seriously though, why do people freak out so much? People die of the REGULAR flu every year. Mexican hospitals are clearly not up to par with health standards since they are the only country to report any deaths (for now). But seriously… people get flus every year. No more reason to worry about this particular one, right?

 

Swine Flu

I’ll tell you what I AM afraid of…

This porky virus causing people to freak out like they did with SARS which would therefore cause flights to cancel which would therefore cause problems for Amanda and Stephen when they fly here next week!

 

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Sex in the City February 3, 2009

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes — elsja @ 4:10 am

By titling this post Sex in the City, I am simply referring to the fact that some people just should NOT have sex in the city… or ANYWHERE for that matter!

I was standing by the bus stop in the city while waiting to meet Natasha and Tracy and I glanced over and saw a REALLY REALLY skinny young pregnant woman. At first I thought “wow, what a cute skinny prego!!” Then I changed my opinion drastically and thought to myself  “actually, not so cute… she looks like a speed freak- way too skinny, jacked up teeth, ghetto clothes.”

THEN, I noticed her 4 kids. Yes, FOUR- not including the one in her belly. The oldest was probably 9. This woman couldn’t have been over 33; however, all the drugs she’s done probably makes her look older. She’s probably 23. Next I happend to glance over at her red-haired  leprechaun husband (he was short)… oh no wait- NOT a husband… neither of them had rings. Ok so maybe they just hocked them to buy more drugs. The 3rd youngest kept calling him daddy- so at least he plays some role in their lives.

Speaking of the children, I felt really bad for the second oldest. (S)he was wearing a bandana and looked baldish which made me think the poor child had some form of cancer. I say (s)he because I’m not really sure if it was a boy or girl. I assumed girl because (s)he was wearing girly cartoon pink socks, but the uniform (s)he was wearing resembled that of her brother’s (who was clearly a boy). Maybe it was just a boy who likes bandanas and pink cartoon socks… ya’ never know! The eldest child (an obvious girl) wasn’t even wearing a uniform. Maybe they can only afford to put 2 of their kids in school? Maybe they picked the two with the most potential- who knows? To be fair, the parents were being very nice to their kids. The 115 lb, 8 month pregnant mom was picking up the baby and playing with him and smiling and cooing. The leprechaun was doing the same. They all seemed really happy. I hear that’s what speed does to you.

Before you start yelling at me for being super critical (and telling me maybe they just aren’t rich and can’t afford nice clothes) I want to reinforce that I do have my reasons for saying these people suck! After about 10 minutes of spying (trying myself to judge whether I was being overly harsh in my assessment), I saw something I’ve never actually seen before in real life… the mom started smoking. I’ve never seen a CLEARLY prego crackwhore smoking a cig in broad daylight on one of the busiest streets in Sydney (or really anywhere else for that matter). I know people do it, but it was just appalling. And she was smoking about 12 inches away from her daughter to whom she was talking during my moments of spying.

Seriously- I’m SO glad I’m not white trash and I feel so bad for the children who are brought into these trashy families.

Oh and finally, on my bus ride home I realized that I would shoot myself if I ever became a bus driver for the sole reason that people pushing those annoying beeping buttons to get off at EVERY stop would drive me INSANE. I was going mad after my 20 minute ride home! There is no way I could listen to that all day. I don’t know how they do it! That has nothing to do with sex in the city… but I thought you all should know!

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White Trash December 17, 2008

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes — elsja @ 2:16 am

Seriously… what is wrong with people??

 

A US supermarket has refused to inscribe a birthday cake for a toddler named Adolf Hitler.

New Jersey couple Heath and Deborah Campbell wanted to mark their son Adolf Hitler Campbell’s third birthday with a cake from supermarket chain ShopRite.

But the store refused to inscribe the toddler’s cake for the family, who are Holocaust deniers and have swastikas in every room of their house.

“We believe the request … to inscribe a birthday wish to Adolf Hitler is inappropriate,” Lehigh Valley Live News reported a ShopRite spokesperson as saying.

But Adolf’s parents have described the supermarket’s denial as “sad”.

“Other kids get their cake. I get a hard time,” Heath Campbell, 35, said. “It’s not fair to my children.” The chain offered to leave the cake blank for the Campbells to decorate themselves, but the family rejected the offer.

Their two younger daughters also appear likely to cause similar problems down the track.

JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell and Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell, who is named after notorious Schutzstaffel head Heinrich Himmler, will turn two and one early next year.

ShopRite has already stated they will not make a cake for JoyceLynn.

Fellow supermarket chain Wal-Mart now appears set to create Adolf’s cake.

“Our No. 1 priority in decorating cakes is to serve the customer to the best of our ability,” a Wal-Mart spokesperson said.

The Campbells, who are both unemployed due to alleged disabilities, deny they are damaging their children or setting them up for harassment at school.

“They say, ‘He (Hitler) killed all those people’ … I say, ‘You’re living in the wrong decade. That Hitler’s gone’,” Mr Campbell said.

“Yeah, they [Nazis] were bad people back then but my kids are little — they’re not going to grow up like that.

“Other kids get their cake, I get a hard time.”

SOURCE

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Church and State February 12, 2008

Filed under: Culture Shock, I Hate People Sometimes — elsja @ 10:06 pm

churchstateseparation.jpgSo back home in the good ol’ US of A they have this little thing called Separation of Church and State. While I see the point of it (different people are from different religious backgrounds, so it is only fair) I also think it is sad when people take it too far and start crying and flipping out about every little mention of religion in a school, mall or even on a soda can.

I honestly think Americans are becoming the whineyist (yes, that’s a word) bunch of people on earth. People seriously need to get over themselves, live their OWN lives and just stop worrying about the preferences of others.  I give the following examples to back up my statement:

  • People whine that their kids say prayers in some schools. Then when they take prayer out of schools, people whine that their kids aren’t allowed to pray.
  • People whine that their kids shouldn’t have to say “God” in the pledge of Allegiance.
  • Easter Break as I once knew it has been morphed into Spring Break because people whined that Easter isn’t celebrated by all. But isn’t Easter the reason we started having a week holiday in the first place? We don’t celebrate autumn with an “autumn break.” I’m pretty sure if it weren’t for Easter- Spring break wouldnt exist. I could be wrong here… don’t feel the need to start giving me the real definition of spring break… i really don’t care- it’s not the point.
  • Schools and work places now have to have holiday parties because people whine about using the word Christmas.
  • A Christmas tree was actually taken down at an airport in Seattle because people whined about it. Seriously- since when is a Christmas tree offensive?
  • Gay people can’t get married because religious people whine about it.

Now, I must say, I’m not complaining about other religions or anything, but seriously Pepsi even omitted the word “God” from their patriotic can awhile back because people threw a fit! I’m SOOOOO over whiney over-dramatic people. It’s like people got this freedom and they say times are changing and now all they want to do is bitch and moan about every little thing. Honestly, was anyone REALLY REALLY bothered that Pepsi had the pledge of allegiance on it’s can? If so… GET OVER IT!!! Drink Coke in protest! But seriously, just shut the hell up! If Coke started putting the Jewish star on their cans around Hanukkah, I wouldn’t care ONE bit. Seriously… who gives a shit!?!

Sometimes I feel like a high-stress person, but I realize I must be incredibly calm if other people on this earth are getting all hot and bothered about some of the lamest things.

America was obviously originally inhabited by Native Americans and then the Christian English people came over. They had their own views and as new people and religions landed on US soil, the country became more diverse. The problem is, all religions are different, people are different. You can’t please everyone- so instead of dealing with a few whiney people who bitch about the word God being on a Pepsi can, Pepsi chooses to take it off. I bet they lost more sales due to the people they pissed off by changing the pledge!

I bring all this up due to a speech I saw today. It was the Prime Minister of Australia giving a speech apologizing to the Aboriginals of Australia. The speech wasn’t what got to me. It was the fact that not only did the parliament hearing start off with a little blessing… but the blessing was then followed by the full Lord’s Prayer! You know, “Our Father, who art in Heaven…”

It seriously shocked me to see this kind of prayer in a government meeting. Andrew has explained to me that this country was built on Christian beliefs and people know when they come here that they can follow their own religions, but Australia as a nation is Christian. People don’t whine and moan about it because they knew that when they came here and they CHOSE to come here. People don’t  HAVE to come here or to the US. They make a choice. He also said that the government has basically stated to people that English is spoken in Australia so if you want to come here- learn English. In the US, our government is too afraid to call English our official language.

OK, I must point out that I’m not criticizing any religion. Religion actually has nothing to do with my point if you read it clearly enough. It’s just a matter of people bitching and moaning about every tiny thing that doesn’t work exaclty how they want it in THEIR lives. They just don’t care about what anyone else thinks or believes.

I wish people would all live their own lives and stop making such a fuss over such trivial unimportant things. I just want to shake people and tell them to GET OVER IT!!

Ok I’m ready for people and their opinionated comments here telling me I’m being one sided, blah blah. I’m only stating these things because I’ve come to see how different the US and Australia are and it really puts things into perspective for me.

End of Rant.

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Could it be ANY Louder? January 28, 2008

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes, Sad, Mad, Bad — elsja @ 4:59 pm

loud.pngI’m sitting here in my apartment trying to work and I am about to go insane! Our apartment is exceptionally loud. We face a smallish street, but little did we know-it is like a main highway. In addition to the 5 billion cars that drive up and down all day, we also get trucks, busses and loud motorcycles.

Today this place seems exceptionally loud. LOUD ASS trucks are driving by every 1-2 minutes. Cars NEVER END. There were some gardeners across the street using their leaf blowers and lawn mowers, 2 ambulances have gone past…. oh… in fact I hear a distant 3rd. The baby downstairs has been crying, earlier some random child was screaming its head off. I can hear hammering and banging every now and then from the construction site down the street and now there are some freaking annoying cicada bugs buzzing non stop. Oh, lets not forget the 18 species of birds that hang out in the trees out front.

Oh here goes another truck… oh and to top it off, there is now some “beep beep beep beep” from another truck that is obviously backing up.

I swear, our window is like a sound vortex. It sucks in ALL possible noise from the street and surrounding areas and it just amplifies a million times. The shitty thing is… we don’t have air conditioning- so unless I want to melt in here, I have to leave the patio door open. Oddly enough- even though the patio lets in all possible noise, it hardly lets in air.

Oh here’s another leaf blower… and a bus.

This is MISERABLE.

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I Never Thought I Would Make It August 23, 2007

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes, Sad, Mad, Bad — elsja @ 9:02 pm

Ugh… seriously my least favorite thing in the world is traffic.

 

Here is my drive from work to home. Notice the total estimated time: 23 minutes

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 Ok so maybe it doesn’t take 23 minutes. I mean, it does if there is NO traffic- but that is rare. Usually it takes about 35 minutes… maybe 40.

On reallllllly bad days it takes an hour and the LONGEST it has EVER taken is 1 hour, 5 minutes (yes, I do keep track).

Today:

ONE HOUR AND FORTY MINUTES!!! yes- that’s right- almost 2 hours!!!! Left work at 6:10pm – got home at 7:50pm. Why do people have to get in such bad accidents and close practically the whole freeway. It makes me hate drivers.

you can imagine how angry and pissy I was the entire drive…especially since it was dinner time and I was starving. Luckily I finally made it and my mom had a yummy dinner waiting for me :) I’m much better now.

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Well Whatya know?? – Shannon this is for you!!! June 7, 2007

Filed under: Funnies, I Hate People Sometimes — elsja @ 11:25 pm

Just saw a story on this on ABC news… couldnt find a link to it on their site but I did find this… why am I not surprised? All I can say is… we got lucky :)

RB store’s closure leaves brides feeling jilted

Amid differing stories on boutique’s demise, women scramble to be sure they’ll still have dresses.


Staff Writer

Yolanda Ornelas visited five bridal shops before she found the perfect dress at Panache in Redondo Beach. It was a strapless silk gown she modeled in February and bought during the same shopping excursion, shelling out $1,800 to wear the designer number on her wedding day.

Now, with three months to go before her Aug.11 nuptials, Ornelas hasn’t gotten her gown and can’t reach any store employees. For two weeks, she’s called the Redondo Beach boutique and another in Los Altos, but she said no one has returned her messages. And, save for a few cardboard boxes, Panache has packed up and emptied the space it occupied on Avenue I in Riviera Village.

With wedding season in full swing, the store’s unexpected closing has sent ripples through the South Bay’s brides-to-be and network of boutiques.

Store President Jacques Robinson said Wednesday he was working overtime to fill orders and answer anxious phone messages from people who aren’t aware he’d left Redondo Beach. He blamed the shop’s demise on “a series of unfortunate circumstances” that spurred a wave of panic.

But worried brides who haven’t heard those assurances have been re-ordering gowns and venting their frustrations on wedding Web sites. Some seem more crushed and upset than they are angry.

“I’m kind of in tears,” said Mary Martin of Oakville, Wash., who in February handed over a $2,700 check for her daughter Maylana’s gown. “We weren’t really supposed to hear from them until the end of May Â… so we started calling then, and we got the recording. We’ve been trying to e-mail them and call them, to no avail.”

Brides of California in Torrance, which carries some of the same designer pieces, has received about a half-dozen inquiries from women looking to re-order their own dresses or those for their wedding parties, said store manager Laura Acosta.

One of Acosta’s customers, Michelle Galera of Carson, said she showed up at Panache early last month to inquire about the four bridesmaids’ dresses she ordered in January. When she discovered the store had closed, her fiance, who lives in Santa Clara, later dropped by the nearby Los Altos shop. He found the door locked and a note telling deliverymen to redirect packages, Galera said.

Although she’s still out money, Galera opted to order the dresses again, this time through Brides of California. She said she’s considering taking the Redondo Beach shop to small claims court.

“The store is empty,” she said of Panache. “There’s nobody there.”

Robinson says a sewage leak in his former Riveria Village building set the stage for the shop’s closing, although the management company denies it.

The plan was to shift about 150 outstanding orders to the Los Altos boutique and notify Redondo Beach customers that their dresses would be shipped to a different location.

“We created, unfortunately, more anxiety than was necessary when the store was closed,” he said. “It wasn’t handled as well as it should have been and created a lot of panic in the process.”

The company left a phone recording telling brides about the switch and store employees were supposed to contact the customers, but Robinson said the outreach “was at best done haphazardly.”

And when the “tsunami of phone calls” hit the the Los Altos shop, the manager quit, he said. The goal was to open that shop by appointment, but Robinson said he realized last week the plan wasn’t feasible.

His goal for the time being is to sell both shops so that, if need be, he can reimburse customers.

“I am actively making sure brides are getting their dresses and simultaneously working to sell the store,” he said.

Complicating matters is that Panache’s founder and vice president, Debra Willenberg, has been ill for several months, he added.

The management company that owns the modern Spanish-style building where Panache sold designer gowns and accessories disputed Robinson’s claims that a sewage problem led to the store’s demise. The boutique’s Web site states that a “a substantial leak” in February sent raw sewage flowing through the dressing room walls, forcing the store to close for three weeks.

The site says the leak occurred in the middle of a trunk show for the designer Marianne Lanting, which was “immediately halted.”

“The store, it smelled like a toilet,” Robinson said.

Michael Israelsky, a property manager with Summit Team of Fountain Valley, painted a far different picture. He said the store’s dressing rooms got wet when a toilet leaked in a neighboring restaurant, which subsequently picked up the bill for the carpet cleaning.

A spokesman with the Los Angeles County Health Department said the agency was called to investigate a leak Feb 13. but could not confirm the liquid was sewage.

“That was the only time” a problem occurred, Israelsky said. “A toilet overflow Â… I don’t really call sewage.”

Panache had been located at another storefront in the building but moved to a new space just a couple of months before, Israelsky said.

“I feel awful. Nothing is probably as meaningful as somebody’s wedding dress,” he said.as no reason why they weren’t.”

At least one formerly anxious bride is now without any wedding wear worries.

Danika Vasquez of Lomita said Panache agreed to give her a $341 refund after realizing her flower girls’ dresses weren’t going to make it on time. She was able to reorder the identical gowns at a Torrance shop and they arrived May 29 – in time for her wedding this Saturday.

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The Ground is Shaking May 23, 2007

Filed under: I Hate People Sometimes, Sad, Mad, Bad — elsja @ 11:43 pm

I think I am the only one who felt it. I thought I was losing it. I was peeing and I felt a little shaking… enough to make me stop peeing real quickly and stand in the door. As I was standing in the door I felt a little swaying… but not enough to make me believe it was an earthquake. I started to just think I was delusional and nutso. Maybe i was just dizzy or something. Well, I wasn’t crazy afterall… I came downstairs and sure enough there was a 3.9 about an hour away from here and it happened at the exact time that I felt it. I called my mom, she said she didnt feel it but they announced it on the news.

I’m so glad I’m not going crazy… but I do wonder how on earth I felt such a small earthquake when no one in this whole house did. And nothing was even shaking afterwards!

Now it’s off to bed. I am really looking forward to listening to the jackhammers at 11:40pm this lovely evening. They like to do construction on the toll road RIGHT behind my sisters house at God-awful hours of the night. They shine big giant lights into our windows and drill continuously into the concrete. I just don’t get it though… of the ENTIRE 133 toll road, why do all the repairs need to occur DIRECTLY right behind the back yard.

I think I’ll go throw water balloons at them. Or turn the hose on full blast and spray it over the wall. Maybe then they will leave… just until 4 am when they come back and wake me up. Yes, this is what happens. They are here from 11:30-12:00… then they leave and I get happy, only to be woken up again at 4 when they decide to grace me with their presence (and jackhammers, drills, and banging) yet again.

This should be a fabulous night. Earthquakes and jackhammers. Maybe them drilling into the ground is what caused the freaking earthquake. Ugh I hate midnight construction.

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