Wednesday, 27 August 2008

The lesser of two evils

I...will...call...the...estate...agents...today...

I don't want to, but if I will myself hard enough, I'm sure I can convince myself to call. Why would I do this to myself? Am I complete masochist? Sometimes. For instance, I like to play with the candles on restaurant tables and dip my finger in the hot wax... But I digress... No, the reson for this seemingly daft decision to contact the soul suckers is that I have decided that the estate agents are indeed the lesser of two evils.

*Gasp!* What could possible be worse than a mess of estate agents?!

My current neighbours.

NEED TO MOVE! If it's not the Celine Dion wannabee upstairs screaming, "A new daaaaay has beguuuun!" at the top of her lungs at 1am, it's the bunch of blokes on the top floor that chuck their cigarrette butts and the occasional broken glass off their balcony onto the grass in front of my veranda, or the troupe of drunken fools that howl at the moon from the other side of the complex.

Yes, I am grumpy today. Why? Let's think... "It's all coming back, all coming back to me now..." Celine was at it again this morning. No sleep equals very grumpy journo. Hmmm... This is a good time to call the estate agents, while I'm feeling murderous. Or maybe I'll just go look on the Private Property website instead. Yes... that sounds like a plan, batman.

14 comments:

Ruby said...

Now who could have guessed that our sweet little Tamara could become so grumpy??? he he:) shame nhun...i'd be looking to move also...good luck!!!!

Ches said...

I feel your pain....estate agents are the worst!
I had one once that was bi polar...lotsa fun!

sweets said...

LOL Tam... it's all coming back to me now!!! mwhahahhhhhhhhhhhahahahahahaha private property is great, go girl :)

Ookami Snow said...

I suggest that when you hear Celine Dion sining you wait until she is done then rock out to Mmmbop by Hanson.

Slyde said...

wow! i thought i was the only Pyro who played with the candles in resturants....

Gill said...

Sounds like you really need to start packing. Hope you find somewhere more user-friendly really soon!

Dusty Muffin said...

Sleep deprivation is the pits. Keep away from matches and all sharp objects today...

BecauseIcan said...

dip your finger in hot wax?? I am almost concerned for you nipples now..

Just move.. the neighbours upstairs are obviously morons.. particularly the celine dion wannabee.. demm.. I wouldve snapped her vocal chords on the first attempt (public service)..

Being Brazen said...

I'll help you pack ;)

Ruby said...

coming to think of it...I'm a pyro too.....i looove lighters, matches, candles, and i'm forever playing with the flames......such a pretty pretty thing

leez said...

Its all been said But will add my two cents.
Estate agents are the worst and I'm dreading having to Fund one agin soon...

If you can hear her then she can hear you so give her a tsaste of her own medicine. Play Paris Hilton or something really loud. Maybe even Slipknot?

I think we all have pyro tendancies. I actually demand that candles be lit if they're not and I have the scars to prove it. My sis had a mark on her cheek from when we were young and I decided to see how quick plastic could melt.

AlasMyDear said...

ugh! what horrid neighbours you have. are they always so loud?

but how do you know it'll be any better where you move to?

Arkwife said...

Eish girly....I would've been in jail for attempted murder already. I cannot stand bad singers!!

Private Property is the way to go too...they rule!

Looking forward to this weekend :-)

angel said...

oooh thats rough...