So, I was supposed to close on my house today. It didn’t happen because my mortgage broker is a dumbass. So are the people we’re buying the house from.
The sellers are broke. I’m not sure if they started out that way, but they are now. They had to have the septic tank inspected and that ended up costing them $7000. They’re kind of upset about that, but I think they should look on the bright side, right? I mean, at least it wasn’t me.
At first they wanted us to buy their swing set for $1500. We politely declined, because if I was going to spend $1500 it sure as gd hell wouldn’t be on a swingset. So now they’re trying to extort and extra $1000 out of us. We told them to stuff it. I’m still tight though.
Ali-ers tagged me. Again. I’m supposed to write 7 songs that I’ve been playing a lot lately. The truth is that I’m pretty sick of everything on my MP3 player these days, and my USB is packed away somewhere so I can’t really download anything at the moment. But here’s some stuff that I like anyway. Don’t laugh:
Kiss – Forever
Amy Winehouse – He Can Only Hold Her
America – Tin Man
Stevie Wonder – Superwoman
Stevie Wonder – My Cherie Amor
Doobie Brothers – South City Midnight Lady
Crowded House – Don’t Dream It’s Over
Really, don’t laugh.
I posted some pictures of my beasts, who are cleverly disguised as sweet children. E-mail me if you want the password.