So the party with the looters wound up being interesting… one of the looters, the nephew who just recently started paying rent, got completely hammered during the party. Hammered as in not being able to stay awake during trivial pursuit and falling asleep at the table hammered. So he sauntered up the spiral staircase to bed. Fine and dandy.

About a half an hour later, water starts pouring out of the ceiling through a hole meant for speakers someday. J (boy half owner) runs upstairs to find the drunken looter asleep in the bathtub with the water still running (and overflowing). Luckily drunken looter did not drown in the tub! This gave the other half of J (J girl) a chance to bitch to me about how these other two looters are not treating the house as they should, how they are very messy and have no respect. Interesting. WHO WOULD HAVE THUNK that having a frat house type atmosphere in a million dollar investment property would have repercussions? Not R. But did I? WHAT HAVE I BEEN BIOTCHING ABOUT?? I have told R repeatedly that the more people who live there the more the value will go down due to wear and tear. Throw in a shit ton of tomfoolery (which the two new looters are bringing) and it spells trouble. Annoying. And even R said he was going to say something to J (boy who owns half the investment property). We'll see if that happens (I doubt it.)

Anywho, we hung out there for a bit after the fiasco and then we escaped to a diff friend’s house (this was about midnight or later).

So that was Friday.

Saturday we went to his friends house to watch the AL game. It was quite sad to watch them lose. :0( But then again on Sunday I watched the packers and the jets and the redskins lose as well. Crappy end to the weekend!

In other news, I am starting to believe that the thought of coming to work makes me physically ill. I had a pounding headache and didn’t come in on Friday, then I felt better as the day went on and fine all weekend. Today I feel like crap once again. I can only attribute this to the hate I feel for my job manifesting itself negatively in me making me physically ill. Good times indeed.

Oh! R and I finally got a king sized bed! I am so excited! When we were traveling over Thanksgiving with the boys we stayed in two diff hotels – both in king sized beds. We all fit well, so we decided a king was the way to go! I am excited, although we were supposed to be couch shopping. Haha oh well. R rationalized that if we didn’t go to our fave watering hole for the month of January we could afford it. Sad, but mostly true…

But anyways. “Happy” Monday.