Richard "Ringo" Langly

I hate making decisions and I'm not sure who would even be interested in reading it. I guess i could just do both and see which one sticks.

The last year has been...well, a steaming pile of dog shit, honestly. Between work stress and crap in my personal life, I've been so stressed out that I had to go on blood pressure medication and might end up having to go on some kind of anxiety meds.

A situation that should have been resolved Wednesday with the selling of my house is STILL ongoing because the thermostat stopped working when the buyer moved in. Like...I'm sorry and everything but the AC and everything in the house was working at closing. It was working during your final walk through. We closed, we signed the papers two days ago. It's unfortunate that something stopped working the day you move in, but that's a YOU problem now and I'm no longer responsible.

Not only that, but my realtor tried to get me to pay her an additional $2000 because she forgot our agreement said 2.5% to her and 2.5% to the seller's agent and she made a deal with the seller to give her 3%. 1.) Not in my contract, lady. 2.) I didn't agree to any addendum to raise your commission. 3.) How fucking dare you call me after you've been such a TERRIBLE realtor who has caused me nothing but headaches since May, starting with you showing up to our initial meeting 2 hours late because you "forgot" you were scheduled to meet with me. That should have been the first red flag, but I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt. Now I fucking regret it.

I'm stressed to the max. And I'm just fucking done with all of it. I really just want to get back into writing, back into roleplaying, back into my hobbies.

Being an adult sucks. Don't grow up.