Good News for Debt Collectors... There's Plenty of Work

So we finally bought this car and paid for the entire thing. After 4 weeks of looking all day Saturday, spending Sunday-Thursday scouting out potential cars on the internet, and going to be early on Friday, we were finished. WRONG!!!

We forgot about the whole 10% personal property tax, the 15 forms of paperwork and identification needed to license the vehicle, and the Greek we bought it from who is always out of town and unable to help us get the paperwork.

Not a big deal. We took care of insurance, the title, the correct forms... really all we needed to do was forge his signature on a bill of sale.

Then yesterday we get a call saying that our old apartment complex is passing our debt to a bill collected for not paying the $1500+ lease breaking fee. Funny thing is, I remember July and August being lean months as far as eating because I sent off two fat checks to them while we were unemployed. So its not a matter of us owing more money, but of us proving that we've paid it. Oh yeah, and the account we used to pay it is one we closed only two weeks ago. So we don't have instant access to an online venue. Another problem is, I work during all banking and office hours and am attached to a phone. So Sallie gets the burden of most of this type of work.

My iPod has started electrocuting my ears. I thought it was the headphones at first, but I switched and it happened again. It doesn't happen all the time, but it doesn't feel good to have sparks popping on my ear hairs. So I either need to get it fixed, learn to love walking an hour without music, or sell some of my games and current technology for a new MP3 player. No more iPod though. I'm done with Apple. I'm going over to a Zune.

Also tonight, my only winter coat and my favorite jacket lost their zippers in the dryer. Completely broken. So for the next week or so, I'm stuck at work until Sallie gets off.

Basically what I'm saying is the extra money Sallie and I thought we had from working 100+ hour paychecks for the past month have already been spent on non-debt expenditures.

On the upside, we had a great Saturday night out with friends for Megan's birthday. It's been a while since we've been able to go out and have a good time.

The bar we went to was complete crap though. Morgan Street Brewery is on my permanent sh*tlist. The bouncers and bartenders were rude. The home made beers tasted like sugared water. And the bartender took advantage of Sallie, essentially forcing her to buy another drink.

That is all in this transmission. I must now go to sleep so I can start another insane week.