Sunday, September 14, 2008

Who the fuck do you think you are?

I don't think I'm inside my own mind today...

I'm sure most of you have moved from your homes, maybe more than once. Everyone moves that first time, after high school, maybe before, you bid your parents adieu and you set yourself loose upon the world. Maybe you got an apartment, or maybe a few friends of yours collaborated together and you got a house to share. The first move is critical, and its here that the story changes for everyone.

Eventually that second move comes around, in my case, it's looming. I've looked forward to moving out of town but it's almost felt like a fairy tale at times. The kind of story that you tell to inspire some kind of hope. It never felt like my story and that made me sick because where I live, its kind of a dive. That's really not the important part of todays blog though, I'm kind of un-focused but that's kind of the point...

My girlfriend, Natasha, has had her heart set on a particular location, Nelson B.C. She went to school there and feels great about the place, a place that I've never been near, let alone to. The funny thing about love is you're just willing to jump into that kind of a situation. I feel more than willing to take a leap, I've wanted a radical change for some time but it's really un-economically viable to just do something... at least when you're preferable to being a little prepared like I am. Opportunities and time, were dwindling and our options were becoming narrow.

Desperate choices met grave results, which was difficult on her, and on me because I've got to be the rock. She's all over the place who's going to remind her that the sky isn't falling and things will fall into place as the always do. Stress gets to me, but as a general rule, I don't let stress get to me so its a constant struggle. Circumstances started to look up and as things started to go our way, things started to go horribly wrong. Apartments that didn't allow pets. Trailer Parks that didn't allow pets, Both Natasha and I both have a cat, we're both quite attached to and don't plan on departing with so that's simply not an option.

A new option arose, affordable and enviable, only 10 minutes out of town. This Trailer Park presented a whole new slew of problems. They would not accept a phone call and demanded an in-person interview. Its kind of inconvenient when you live over a thousand kilometers away (Over 1,300 actually). Other trailer park owners were not miffed by a phone-call interview so what the fuck is the knot in this guys panties?

Now there's new demands, there can only be one pet in the trailer? What the fuck is this? Let me set the record straight. Both her cat, and mine, are indoor cats, there wont be any problems they will have to deal with so I don't understand how having two indoor cats is any kind of a problem? In a sensible world anyway, I don't think we live in one anymore. So now this, gentleman, has demanded that we pay a 300 dollar application fee. A demand that is flat-out 100% illegal.

They have imposed an illegal application fee upon us, and they have blatantly tried to discourage us from purchasing the property. The Manufacture Home Park Tenancy Act clearly states... A landlord must not charge a person anything for

(a) accepting an application for a tenancy,

(b) processing the application,

(c) investigating the applicant's suitability as a tenant, or

(d) accepting the person as a tenant.

So booyah! I don't have to pay shit to become a tenant in the trailer park which in of itself is a relief but the fact of the matter is. The stress hasn't really gone away. Time is still clicking on this whole thing and Natasha's going to meet the owner of the trailer park and maybe that will smothe things over. It's not illegal for them to impose a limit on pets in the mobile home, but seriously. Two cats, both indoor cats. Who the fuck is that going to annoy? Me because those cats will not get along right away. Thats another issue all together.

Any time I get an ounce of good news, there's a pound of shit coming behind it and its starting to weigh on my nerves. Next time, hopefully I'll have something more important to talk about. The election season is hot now and I still think Stephen Harper is a son of a bitch. How do all the major political players manage to LOSE support in the opinion polls after one week of campaigning.

I just love being Canadian...

- Peace