Thursday, July 24, 2008

Her real name is Bridgette

Well, it looks like my home computer has crossed from "being on the fritz" to "blue screen of death." So, until I get things back up and running, enjoy this little ditty.


Monday, July 21, 2008

I invented Post-Its.

my 10-year high school reunion is in two weeks. insane.

UPDATE: You know what's even more insane? I can't remember the names of half the people in that photo.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Two Timing

Dear Blog,

There's really no easy way to do this, so I'm just going to come out and say it:

I've been seeing someone else.

We met at work. So far, I've only strayed once, but I can't promise it won't happen again. Wouldn't you rather I was honest?

You can check out the competition here. But don't worry. You'll always be my first. And I have no plans to end our relationship. Besides, I have to share the other blog with all my co-workers.

If you want to start seeing other bloggers, I understand.


Wednesday, July 09, 2008


Yeah, so the deal that I totally got my hopes up for has fallen through. I really don't understand the whole situation, but I guess the bank was cool with our offer, but now the seller isn't cooperating because she's bat-shit crazy, and the bank doesn't fully own the property until the entire foreclosure process is complete, which could take months, and ... blah, blah, blah ... auction ... blah, blah. blah ... deficiency judgment .. blah, blah, blah .. some other big words I don't understand.

Translation: It ain't happening.

I'm pretty much done with this whole thing. Right now, I just want to keep renting and forget about buying a house for a year or two or forever. I can't handle getting my hopes up again, only to have everything fall through because the seller is super shady. And judging by the few other people I know in this situation right now, things aren't going to get any better. One of my co-workers successfully sold her condo, which she thought would be the hard part. Except now, she and her hubby are sleeping on their friend's couch because they can't find a place to buy. They've been under contract three times, only to have the deal fall through due to stuff the inspection or attorney review turned up.

Basically, I've come to this conclusion. If you're selling your home right now and I can afford it, you are either a) in foreclosure, b) live in crappy/CTA-less neighborhood, c) haven't fix a thing since the Eisenhower administration, so as a result your property is advertised as "perfect for a tear-down or total gut rehab," or d) all of the above.

And in the end, I want nothing to do with any of you. You can keep your crappy home or the bank can take it or you can slap on some granite countertops and attempt to sell it for a gazillion dollars. I really don't care, 'cause I'm not buying it.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

The Housing Situation

Remember how I said that we were buying our house and not moving? Right after I posted that, Chris was all, “it’s too early to post that,” and “stuff could still fall through,” and “you spilled diet 7-Up on your face.”

I hate when he’s right.

So, we got through the whole offer-counter-offer-counter-counter-offer thing, mortgage pre-approval thing, and then we came to the inspection thing. Turns out, the house is in great shape, expect that everything needs to be replaced. The roof, all the plumbing, all the electrical. So, although we already live a pit of debt, thanks to five college degrees between the two of us, from which we shall never surface, the idea of adding not just a mortgage, but also an additional 50 grand or so repairing the entire mortgaged house sounded like a great idea, we walked away.

Now we’re hunting again. We were, and possibly still are, close to going under contract on another place. I purposely haven’t mentioned it here for fear of jinxing our housing plans again. But despite my lack of posting, shit’s still messed up. The current place we’re interested in is in foreclosure, which means the bank, its advisors, the CEO, the board, the president, your mom and Condoleezza Rice all have to approve the offer before we can move forward. Basically, they told us that we might know if they accept our offer sometime this month. Maybe.

Normally, I am a very patient person, but when it comes to the place I will live in and pay hundreds of thousands of dollars for over the next 30 years, I get a little antsy for a response. Plus, we don’t know if we should keep looking or wait for this place. This is all very frustrating.

On the plus side, on Sunday Chris and I watched the Euro 2008 finals at an awesome German bar where the yummy food and weiss beer was plentiful. Germany lost (bummer), but at least the grub was good.