Thursday, September 02, 2004

It's 2:30 PM and I'm already exhausted...

So I'm off today and getting mad shit accomplished, sort of.

I ran my credit report to see what may fuck up my chances of buying a house and low and behold, I have something lingering from like 12 years ago that ain't all that good. So I had to so some disputing online with the credit bureaus, make some calls to the collection agency, etc. You would think a place that is out to get money out of deadbeats would answer incoming calls. Nope. It's unreal. I was on hold for like 10 minutes to talk to someone at this shady ass collection agency that is attempting to collect on a debt that I settled already with another agency years ago. Of course, this will become a battle and cause me much grief before it's resolved. I can just feel it.

I'm going out Sunday to check out some houses with my realtor (sounds weird saying that) and my brother. I'm hoping they are at least an upgrade from the crack house I visited last week in West Philly.

Got an oil change on the Echo.

Tried to fix some shit in my current house to no avail. I'm not all that handy, so I don't know why I even bother. In fact, I am about to go try some more handy shit which will probably be a waste of time. Oh well.

I tried to buy tickets to see Scissor Sisters next week at the Khyber, but it's sold out. Bummer.

I'm definitely writing a column for a monthly online website devoted to Pop Culture, so be prepared for a link in the coming weeks. My topic will be one I am familiar with, reality television. Go figure.

Considering a BBQ on Sunday or Monday at the crib. Might even branch out and invite some work folks over.

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