Whee. I've started a war in my apartment.

I have to share a communal bathroom in my apartment building. It's all single girls living in one giant building, with each corridor having its own bathroom. Well, apparently these women weren't properly taught how to use a toilet. Every time I go in there, the toilets are literally covered in menses, feces, urine, and pubic hair (it's kinda like living with Rachel again *gags*). I have to walk down another corridor and use their bathrooms. Well, the floor manager finally put up signs in the bathroom asking people to be more careful (mostly cause the cleaning staff complained), but it didn't do any good. So, I finally had it and posted my own signs in the bathroom, in some strong words asking people to look behind themselves before they leave the stall. I did so anonymously. Well, I pissed off the floor manager and everyone else apparently. The floor manager wrote on the mirror a big message that said, "To the person who left the anonymous note please come and see me immediately." Apparently, you can't post notices without the FM's permission first or something. Anyways, I left another anonymous note under her door giving her a new email (that I created for this purpose) and told her to email me... which she did. Her lengthy message basically stated that she hadn't been doing her job properly and staying on the floor all night long like she's supposed to and didn't know about the noise problems that have been happening (we have quiet hours from 9PM-9AM which haven't been being followed specifically by my next-door neighbor who likes to play gangsta rap at 3 AM and gospel at 7 AM with her door open and her speakers turned all the way up). So, in short, we all get to have a wonderful floor meeting tomorrow night to "discuss the problems" which is going to lead with me being probably forced to admit that I wrote the letter ('cause the FM said as much in her email to me that she guessed she knew who I was... I complain a lot about the noise issues). God, I hate living here. I need a normal apartment.

Whee. I've started a war in my apartment.

I have to share a communal bathroom in my apartment building. It's all single girls living in one giant building, with each corridor having its own bathroom. Well, apparently these women weren't properly taught how to use a toilet. Every time I go in there, the toilets are literally covered in menses, feces, urine, and pubic hair (it's kinda like living with Rachel again *gags*). I have to walk down another corridor and use their bathrooms. Well, the floor manager finally put up signs in the bathroom asking people to be more careful (mostly cause the cleaning staff complained), but it didn't do any good. So, I finally had it and posted my own signs in the bathroom, in some strong words asking people to look behind themselves before they leave the stall. I did so anonymously. Well, I pissed off the floor manager and everyone else apparently. The floor manager wrote on the mirror a big message that said, "To the person who left the anonymous note please come and see me immediately." Apparently, you can't post notices without the FM's permission first or something. Anyways, I left another anonymous note under her door giving her a new email (that I created for this purpose) and told her to email me... which she did. Her lengthy message basically stated that she hadn't been doing her job properly and staying on the floor all night long like she's supposed to and didn't know about the noise problems that have been happening (we have quiet hours from 9PM-9AM which haven't been being followed specifically by my next-door neighbor who likes to play gangsta rap at 3 AM and gospel at 7 AM with her door open and her speakers turned all the way up). So, in short, we all get to have a wonderful floor meeting tomorrow night to "discuss the problems" which is going to lead with me being probably forced to admit that I wrote the letter ('cause the FM said as much in her email to me that she guessed she knew who I was... I complain a lot about the noise issues). God, I hate living here. I need a normal apartment.

Wallpaper!

I had so much fun making my last wallpaper that I decided to make another one. I call this one "Wicked Little Town," and it too features James "Whiskey in the Jar" Marsters. ^_~ This one is for sharing. It's under the cut.
Also under the cut: The commission piece that I did for a crazy cat lady, whose favourite kitty died and wanted a portrait done of it. RIP, Fluffy. RIP.

( Wallpaper and Cat Under the Cut )

Wallpaper!

I had so much fun making my last wallpaper that I decided to make another one. I call this one "Wicked Little Town," and it too features James "Whiskey in the Jar" Marsters. ^_~ This one is for sharing. It's under the cut.
Also under the cut: The commission piece that I did for a crazy cat lady, whose favourite kitty died and wanted a portrait done of it. RIP, Fluffy. RIP.

( Wallpaper and Cat Under the Cut )