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Police update didn't happen yesterday as expected but today - they have interviewed him and taken his side of things and I was given the impression they are less than impressed and are talking to the CPS so I expect some form of charge / arrest will be happening but they cant give me details.
I hope so. That greedy psycho can't get away with it.

Makes me almost wonder if he already has a spotty rap sheet.
 
And while you should always try to upgrade to something better, don't worry about "making the wrong choice"; now that you have something going, it's fine to stumble a little so long as you don't lose the ground you've gained. And even if you do, don't be so hard on yourself.
I've learned and realized enough about myself that I can see where I went wrong: Parents didn't push me into work, so I didn't mature and get a sense of what work I want to get into; I chose a uni degree based on the collection of subjects and now that I graduated at the height of fucking Covid, zero experience, zero student job hours clocked, and generally just not being employable, I still fall for the depression bait. Just now at work: "Why are you here if you went to uni? Don't you go to uni if you've got a plan?".

I got comfy full-time work, I got a car, and a good apartment. My degree is TOTALLY EXPIRED (4 years later) as I search for low-end office gigs. Sure I lose them to anyone who has worked since 18 but I'm optimistic, but god damn does it just feel like a gut punch to get these questions. "Then why are you here?". I work with a financial bloke who can get a job anywhere at a day's notice at twice the pay. He justifies it with being tired of office culture. I can't justify shit.

Yet all it takes is one breakthrough. "Oh yeah, driving my lil car to my lil office gig with my lil desk". Won't fix shit about my life other than my wear and tear, but it feels like my self-worth depends on it. All my peers (who had money, educated parents, experience, connections etc) are all in their respective fields. I don't even know what I wanna do, so how can I feel bad not achieving it?
 
Looking for a new house. Everything is shit. I dont want a $400k mortgage either because the last thing i need is being underwater on that kind of thing. Problem is that a lot of the stuff in the lower brackets are junk. People wanting top dollar for a house that needs $120k worth of work. And the sad thing is they'll get it because some dickhead will invest $5k to flip it for a $45k profit. Infuriating.
 
Looking for a new house. Everything is shit. I dont want a $400k mortgage either because the last thing i need is being underwater on that kind of thing. Problem is that a lot of the stuff in the lower brackets are junk. People wanting top dollar for a house that needs $120k worth of work. And the sad thing is they'll get it because some dickhead will invest $5k to flip it for a $45k profit. Infuriating.
It's a shame that you can not just buy some land and get a house kit from Sears anymore.
 
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Because i don't live in a 3rd world country and things are stipulated by law here. Hence why i have it in writing that i told them about this (Anzeigepflicht) and if they'd ever try to fuck me in the ass over it later on i am safe. Not to mention the state pays my lawyer should it come to this, i already had that with one of my older, private landlords. Anything that isn't small beauty repairs has to be done by and paid for by the landlord here. They will come around to it eventually but i won't risk respiratory disease in the meantime.

I am also a lazy faggot
My sympathies, but... you're no different than the leagues of tardniggers here in the UK who complain about mold to the council, whilst doing fuck all about it.

It's your health, your peace of mind, your tranquility. Mold is 100% a choice to live with. Clean it, buy some portable damp tramps, crack a window.

It's harder if you're a woman, as they'd rather live in a hermetically sealed home with the heating on 24/7; but as a man you should know how this shit works.

Again, I agree with your, your landlord is 100% on the hook for this. But what are you gonna do, inhale spores to stick it to him? lol
 
My 9 year streak of driving without getting a speeding ticket ended today. Traffic cameras downtown caught me last weekend and I got a ticket in the mail today.

I was half tempted to pay it in $1 bills and coin rolls IRL but that would be too much effort with work and all. And a waste of gas just getting there.
 
Finally cooked up the rest of the rice so I told my roommate the truth that when I restocked the rice I forgot to check and clean the container and turned out there were bugs in the last little bit of rice I dumped on top. So every time I've been washing the rice like three or four times before cooking, while watching the bugs crawl around in the glass jar.

For some strange reason he did not appreciate me telling him this right after supper. But I feel better for getting that off my chest.

Roommate? You are officially not together now? Hope that is going well.

And toss anything with bugs in it & bleach the container before using again.

It probably would, and it sounds like the salary wouldn't be cut too deeply, but it looks really bad on a resume, and frankly, I don't see any opportunities to grow at this company anymore. On the other hand, I suppose it would give me a "lazier" job I could somewhat half-ass and focus on trying to start some kind of side business.
A down-step can be a blessing in disguise. You've sounded stressed and discontent with this place for awhile. If it's a lower-key position or set of expectations, use the reduced stress and hopefully extra time to take care of business, keep looking for some thing else, kill it at the "new" job, spend more time with family and personal interests, and yeah, if you have a good side hustle in mind, put energy there.
 
I threw away a relative’s ashes today. It sounds a lot more intense than it was, and in some ways it has been emotional, but mostly it happened out of practicality, and without any vindictiveness or fanfare. They didn’t leave burial instructions, I was their only kin left so there was nobody else to claim the remains, and the family member was abusive to me, so the urn has been sitting in a closet for almost a decade now. Today, though, I was declutterring and finally trying to decide what to do with it; I didn't particularly feel like scattering them at my place, or going out of my way to get a permit to do so in public, so I just put the urn in the trash can. It’s not like they’re going to be upset about it. There are some complicated feelings coming up after the fact, I think just as a result of being reminded and reminiscing, as well as the finality of parting with the remains. I also feel relieved, though, that there isn’t a representation of a person who I had a strained relationship with just chilling in my place anymore, and in a way I feel like I am taking another big tangible step in moving on from the whole situation, even though that wasn’t the intention at all.
 
My sympathies, but... you're no different than the leagues of tardniggers here in the UK who complain about mold to the council, whilst doing fuck all about it.

It's your health, your peace of mind, your tranquility. Mold is 100% a choice to live with. Clean it, buy some portable damp tramps, crack a window.

It's harder if you're a woman, as they'd rather live in a hermetically sealed home with the heating on 24/7; but as a man you should know how this shit works.

Again, I agree with your, your landlord is 100% on the hook for this. But what are you gonna do, inhale spores to stick it to him? lol
Already fixed it, wrote about it couple pages back. Hope it stays gone now.
 
The sunny days are back, which means I have resumed my task of running long stretches around the city, the other day I have managed to walk from the farthest point of the city where I could recognize the way home and came back on a bus, the view at night while passing by a huge lake is one of the most beautiful sights you can imagine. I wasn't assaulted by niggers the whole time by sheer luck. lol

Also, in other news, I have been starting to talk to someone again. Nothing has been formalized, I don't want to take that leap impulsively yet, I want everything to be formalized properly and give it its due time. She's one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen, and I'll try not to mess it up.

After a long period of darkness and severe mental anguish, things are finally starting to look better than they did before.
 
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