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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 13:56:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Well</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m in my new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, last night was a fucking NIGHTMARE FROM HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t have the attention span to type everything out in great detail, so here, have the condensed version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I packed everything I owned in approximately half an hour, if that.&lt;br /&gt;- I put my pjs on and laid in bed and got ready to watch Weeds.&lt;br /&gt;- At about 8pm, there is a knock on my door, it is a strange woman I&apos;ve never met.&lt;br /&gt;- She asks me why I&apos;m still there because I said that I was leaving on the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;- I kindly informed her that the people helping me move wouldn&apos;t be there until 9am on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;- She leaves.&lt;br /&gt;- My landlord comes into the room and starts yelling at me.&lt;br /&gt;- Her and her friend start grabbing my stuff and moving it themselves!&lt;br /&gt;- Meanwhile, I call the police.&lt;br /&gt;- They move all the stuff out of my room while doing things like making fun of the way I look and making fun of the fact I&apos;m crying.&lt;br /&gt;- I sit on the bed, then they grab my purse, I scream at them to leave my stuff alone, they ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;- I go downstairs when I hear my roommate Rob come in.&lt;br /&gt;- I tell him what is going on and he comforts me and helps me move my stuff to outside.&lt;br /&gt;- I call my new roommates and the dudes says he&apos;ll be over in half and hour and not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;- The landlord and her friend follow me outside and continue to get into my face and laugh at me and tell me what a piece of shit I am.&lt;br /&gt;- The police officer shows up ON A MOTHERFUCKING SEGWAY.&lt;br /&gt;- When he shows up he says he is not coming up to the house and we have to go down to the street, I comply.&lt;br /&gt;- My landlord says she is not my landlord and refuses to come down to the street, the officer gets a little irritated and tells her to come down NOW.&lt;br /&gt;- I tell the officer that I&apos;ve been living there 2.5 months and she and her friend just forceably moved my stuff.  I tell him I am leaving and do not care to file any charges and that I just want them to leave me the hell alone while I move my stuff because they&apos;re harassing me.  He asks her to &quot;out of the kindness of her heart&quot; to leave me alone.  She laughs, he laughs.  I am the minority and I am fucked.  She says she&apos;ll leave me alone, and she does.  She tells the fucking officer that SHE NEVER KNEW I WAS LIVING THERE SO THEREFORE I&apos;M NOT A TENANT AND AM TRESSPASSING AND SHE WANTS TO FILE A TRESSPASSING REPORT.  He tells her it is a civil matter and he sees no criminal wrongdoing here.&lt;br /&gt;- Rob sits on the porch with me while I wait for my ride.  They shut the door and lock us out to make sure I don&apos;t come back inside.  Even though I left the bathroom full of my stuff (toothbrush, shampoo, etc.) and didn&apos;t clean out the kitchen which had some food I just purchased.&lt;br /&gt;- My ride comes, Rob and I and new roomie put my stuff in his SUV and we drive away and I&apos;m crying and upset and just all around depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I&apos;m out of there.  I left behind some things because I wasn&apos;t the one who got to look through it all.  I&apos;m quite sure I left my cell phone charger there, in which case I&apos;m fucked until I can get a new one next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a mess... my eyes are swollen, I&apos;m depressed because they said some really cruel things to me.  They were two big black ladies who were in my face, and while I&apos;m not really scared of anyone and I did defend myself, they both could have physically harmed me, and they instigated it.  When I was going down the steps, the narrow steps, my landlord decided to come up the steps.  I had a box in my hands and she shoved me into the wall and I called her a fatass.  She laughed and said I wasn&apos;t much thinner and I was fucking ugly.  Ok.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I was downstairs I could hear them upstairs mocking me and laughing and just being total cunts with their Nigerian accents.  I yelled up the steps, &quot;Nadja, I hope you feel really good about yourself when you pray to your God at church on Sunday!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT SET THEM OFF.  Like quite literally, I thought they were going to kill me.  I guess you can&apos;t insinuate that they are sinners to the max because they&apos;re so fucking GODLY and have the power of Jesus Christ on their side no matter what they fucking do.  I said this to them because they were listening to church music while mocking me.  I have no clue what denomination they are, but I&apos;m assuming it&apos;s protestant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;m in my new place, there are dogs here who love me who were licking my face.  Tashi and Sel.  They&apos;re massive.  My roomies also have a cat who is half ocelot and I&apos;m not joking.  It really is.  It walks around with it&apos;s mouth open and I was warned that it bites.  I&apos;m terrified of it.  I won&apos;t be here for too long, so maybe I can somehow avoid the wildcat as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my phone is off until I can figure out what to do, but they informed me that they have a unlimited plan on their telephone, so I can feel free to use it whenever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is really interesting.</description>
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