So last night I finished the last of the cleaning and carpet scrubbing at the old house, got the rest of our stuff out of the garage, and said good riddance to the Fogset and all that ickyness.
Wish us luck with the Psycho Devilbitch Zanger Monster Landlady from Transylvania Hell in getting our deposit back, she's going to want to pick and twitch and give herself a heart attack up until the very very very last minute when I tell her to NEVER CALL US AGAIN!!!!! Won't that be a sigh of relief. I'm dreading giving her that call to tell her we're even out of the place, I'm wanting to just let it be since it's a stupid and redundant question, since we're officially out on the 31st anyway, as per stated in our notice to vacate. PUNK.
Phew. Today's free BART day, I think, Spare the Air or something.
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