Archive for June, 2008

Sapphire Sunlight, Ch. 8 & 9

Well, last week was most certainly not one of my favorites. Having to ride the bus isn’t something I’m allergic to, but walking up there and then getting off to walk all the way up to the park-&-ride? Blah. The only good thing is that I’ll loose some of that excess weight that has been bothering me. The downside is that, well, I don’t have a car. I called the police station about that on Thursday just to see if they found it and never bothered calling me, but just as I’d thought, it was still MIA. This is why I am a realist.

SaSu has been going well in my opinion, but I once again find myself wondering about other places to find a larger audience. The pageviews here just aren’t that great. I’ll probably end up mirroring this site at LiveJournal or BlogThings. I’m not too crazy about the last, but it isthe most popular blogsite online.

Anyway, on the topic of SaSu, I haven’t had a chance to go through and edit chapter seven yet, so if there are some small errors, they’ll most likely still be there until around Wednesday or so. Other than that, here are chapters eight and nine.♥ Thanx for waiting, and enjoy!

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The story of the dissapearing car

Ah, the best laid plans of mice and men…

Apologies for not having been here in such a while. Work has kept me on my toes, and I had meant to leave a message saying I wouldn’t be back until this week with chapter eight. Sadly, I must apologize again for what will become of this week as well. You see, my car was stolen just this past Friday morning; right out of my parking spot before I awoke to go to work. I now have no mode of transportation of my own that will get me there, and will have to rely on others–which includes the use of public transport–to get me there in one piece.

Why did they take my car? I haven’t a clue. It wasn’t a good vehicle. It ran horribly, bucked worse than a bronco on speed, and ate gas like there was no tomorrow. The other cars parked around me would have been better targets, but I guess mine was the easiest? In retrospect, I have reason to believe that whoever stole it was watching me. Why? Because there wasn’t even the smallest shard of glass on the ground. Now, unless they brought a broom to sweep away the evidence, I would read that as meaning they have been waiting for a good time to steal it, and came quite prepared to do so.

Because of all this, my weekend was spent silently sulking as I looked for gifts for my father’s upcoming birthday with a false smile and cheer so I wouldn’t depress or annoy anyone else. I haven’t been able to focus on much since Friday, so the edits for chapter seven were never done, and thus, chapter eight was never written. However, I should be able to get back on that this week with an update on Sunday, so don’t forget to tune in.

As for my car…I have no hope of seeing my little KIA again, so I’m not going to hold my breath. I also have no hope of affording another car for at least four months. The only person I know with money has been dead since he got married, so he didn’t even bother to try and help by lending one of his three cars to me for the next few months. Yet…yet he will always help his wife’s good-for-nothing brother that is constantly leeching money from them? Hmm…

With that in mind, I will forever remember that he truly means very little to me now, and that he, too, has become good for nothing. I will just have to hope that my schooling in this current position will result in a well enough paying job that I can get back on both my feet, and help my parents along the way.

 

Here’s to seeing you next Sunday with a bit of entertainment from the pages of Sairyn’s life.

Sapphire Sunlight, Ch. 7

All set to go ♥. Thanks for waiting!

 

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If the original idea for buying a house…

…was to live in it forever, why in the name of all things holy are people complaining about their property losing value? So the house is only worth $500,000 as opposed to $575,000–what’s the big deal?

People have become so caught up in obsessing over how much their homes are worth that they all seem to have forgotten the reason why people bought homes in the first place. It was to live to live in them, and generally, until you died. It was to pick that perfect house, make it into a home, and pass it down to your children. Now, in the age of house flipping and in an economy even more screwed than it was during the first depression, those who should be happy they can even afford to own a home are complaining that its value has gone down. What, was everyone planning on selling their homes this year or something? Did I miss that memo?

Call me old fashioned, but I see no point in purchasing a house if you only plan to live in it for a short period of time–that is what apartments and rental properties are for. A house you’re purchased should be your permanent dwelling, not just a bump in the road. In the beginning, people bought their homes to stay in, and couldn’t wait until they were done paying the last of their note so they could finally say, “this house is mine.” No one could take it from them, and all they’d ever need to pay would be the taxes. Why is that not still the goal of growing up and settling down?

It seems that now, to possess anything for more than two years is a faux-pas. My computers would probably be considered trash by many; my desktop ancient at one and a half years, my laptop at an archaic three. To me, these are perfectly fine machines. They have Windows XP, they do their work in a hurry, and they have so many gigabytes of space open that I’ve barely scratched their surfaces. My cellphone was top of the line, but now the RAZR has had so many upgrades since its debut, my little guy just seems silly. But it still does its job, and since all they’re doing is perfecting the wheel anyway, I have no plans of abandoning my first-gen RAZR anytime soon.   

Houses get about two to five years before their owners want nothing more to do with them, and sell. Why do they want nothing more to do with them? Because they settled. Because instead of waiting until they had the money to buy the home of their dreams right from the start, they settledon one in a poor location, too far from their places of employ, ten feet away from the highway, right next door to guy with the chickens and rooster in his backyard, and all for the sake of saying they owned that little chunk of dirt. Forgive me, but if living next to the chickens wasn’t your first choice, why in the hell didn’t you wait until you found it? You only get to be a virgin home buyer once–is it so hard to make it count?

 

SaSu chapter seven will be delayed until Wednesday.

Sapphire Sunlight, ch. 6

This finishes off my major accomplishments for the weekend. Enjoy the latest installement ♥!

 

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