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				<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 03:41:18 -0500</pubDate>
		
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			<title>Re: Re: Re: Neighbors and loud music</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1560</link>
			<description>Well, now it&#039;s going beyond the doorstep. 

Since I moved in here, I would occasionally notice a beat up vehicle (Ford Escape I think -- it&#039;s too far gone to tell) downstairs. This vehicle never had a parking tag, and would always be parked under the covered parking (which is assigned). I thought it was rather bold of them, and was just waiting for the day that they parked in &lt;b&gt;my spot&lt;/b&gt;.

I got home from work today around 4:00, as usual, and tried to park in my own space. The thing that made it difficult though was this pile of crap double-parked in my spot and the downstairs neighbor&#039;s spot. I knew I&#039;d be leaving again in a bit to get groceries, so I didn&#039;t sweat it. 

Before I left to get groceries, I decided I had better be prepared in case that car was still in my spot. So, I wrote a note that went something like this:

&lt;blockquote&gt;I would &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; appreciate it if you did not park in my spot, unless you happen to have a parking tag for it. Please don&#039;t park in my spot again, or I&#039;ll be calling the leasing office and you&#039;ll likely be towed.

-- The tenant who has the right to be parking in this spot.&lt;/blockquote&gt;

I took this note with me, folded in half, and walked down to my car. On the way, I noticed that the jalopy was still in my space, so I left the note under their windshield wiper. When I got back from getting groceries about an hour later, both that vehicle and the station wagon that belongs to the tenant next door were gone.

Since then, someone has come back and turned the loud music on again. It&#039;s Friday night and I&#039;m cool with that, especially where I was watching a movie turned up a little loud. I&#039;m just waiting for that music to continue past 10:00PM tonight though. I have to work at 7:00AM in the morning, and if I can&#039;t sleep because they&#039;ve got this wild hair about it, I&#039;m going to be a bit upset.

I&#039;m also looking forward to tomorrow morning, when I find out my tires have been slashed, my windows busted out, or graffiti sprayed on my car. That&#039;s what insurance is for, but I will most certainly be filing a police report if that is the case... and I&#039;ll be late for work because of it.</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 12 Dec 2008 21:12:42 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title>She doesn&#039;t live here</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1548</link>
			<description>Since I moved in on August 1st, I&#039;ve been getting mail and notices for the previous tenant from creditors. This evening, I had a visit from a repossession agent, looking to take the vehicle on which this tenant defaulted.

The repo-guy told me that he was required to tell me all about this girl defaulting on the loan, what her legal obligation was, and what the penalty would be if it were not met. He also told me that the next party to visit would be a police officer, and that I would only have to show him my ID to prove I am not this other person.

Part of me wants to say that I am not showing them anything because I don&#039;t know this person and I have no idea who they are. However, the other part of me says that they&#039;re just doing their job and I should help them out. Then there&#039;s this other part of me that is scouring Google, MySpace, and Facebook for the previous tenant, trying to give them something further to work with.

Blargh.</description>
			<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 21:08:00 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title>Neighbors and loud music</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1546</link>
			<description>I need opinions.

My next door neighbors seem to enjoy listening to their hispanic music at all hours of the day, which includes the times I try to sleep. They appear to have some sort of subwoofer on their stereo system, so all I really hear is the bass.

Should I:

&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knock on their door and ask them to kindly refrain from listening to the music at a loud volume between 10pm and 8am&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Call the leasing office and complain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Break out the bass guitar and rock out to my own music (the bass amp is sitting right against their wall)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;

I&#039;d be happy to hear your thoughts.</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2008 13:22:09 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title>You know what...</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1514</link>
			<description>I just don&#039;t get it. I have been around long enough to think that I&#039;ve seen it all, but this one has me quite confused.

People claim to be your friend. They claim to know you and want to see you happy. Then it comes down to the wire. You make a decision for your own life, and instantly you&#039;re the bad guy. As far as you&#039;re aware, you&#039;ve done nothing wrong. This is where it gets confusing though: Everything you do offends the other person - this &quot;friend&quot; - and they hate you for all you&#039;re worth.

I&#039;ve had more than a few cases of this as of late, and I just don&#039;t get it. I do understand that my friends have feelings and they will be sad to see me leave the area. I don&#039;t understand why they think I&#039;m just tossing &#039;em to the curb and that I have no feelings towards the matter at all. 

Am I sad to be leaving this area? A little.
Will I miss my friends around here? Heck yeah I will!
But am I looking forward to the new adventures? If I weren&#039;t, I wouldn&#039;t be taking them on.
Okay, okay... Am I at all nervous or scared? All of the above.
Then why am I doing it? Because I feel it is a necessary step in my life. I have been given the opportunity of a lifetime, and I feel I will hate myself forever if I don&#039;t at least give it a shot.

I understand that people have had suggestions to keep me around here. While I appreciate it, the suggestions that have been offered do not necessarily place me where I want to be in my career or life. It&#039;s not that I hate this area or the people here; there just isn&#039;t much more here for me.

Please, don&#039;t hate me. I&#039;ve done nothing wrong.</description>
			<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 22:44:12 -0400</pubDate>
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			<title>Learn to drive</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1474</link>
			<description>People who drive SUVs and trucks just completely aggravate me to no end. Today, I got behind people in both types of vehicles who would dodge the slightest bump in the road, or drive really slowly over a bit of a rough patch, even though they are driving vehicles with enhanced suspension systems.</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 15:29:02 -0400</pubDate>
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			<title>Apparently I&#039;m sub-human.</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1460</link>
			<description>Yeah, I know. It sounds stupid and even a bit whiny, but I&#039;m getting a bit tired of it. People seem to think that being a complete and utter jerk and treating me like less than crap is a good way to make them look good. I don&#039;t know if they think they&#039;re being funny, or if they&#039;re just too blind to see that they&#039;re being jerk-like, but it&#039;s getting rather old.

I&#039;m not the coolest person in the world. I&#039;m not the smartest, or most pop-savvy, but I am just as much of a person with feelings as they are.

What am I to do? Shrug it off? Dish it back at them? Call them out in front of everyone and risk looking like a cry-baby?</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 20:53:59 -0400</pubDate>
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			<title>Ugh, neighbors!</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1431</link>
			<description>Here&#039;s a situation for you:

You have a married couple next door, and a married couple downstairs. They frequently argue and fight, sometimes so loud that you have to turn up the television (at 11:30PM) to keep from hearing them.

Do you:

a. Just put up with it
b. Confront them directly
c. Confront the landlord
d. Confront law enforcement personnel

It&#039;s just a hypothetical situation...

...that is going to make it hard for me to sleep tonight...</description>
			<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 23:30:33 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title>...</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1355</link>
			<description>This message is for anyone who has pissed me off today:

Chill out. You are all more uptight than I am and you can&#039;t take a stupid joke. I tolerate your &quot;jokes&quot; of the same nature all the time, and you have never seen me retaliate as you have towards me today. I don&#039;t know what has everyone so on-edge today, but it needs to stop.

This is EXACTLY why my day has sucked so far.</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2007 17:03:59 -0400</pubDate>
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			<title>Sniper!</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1338</link>
			<description>So every night around 7:00, this jerk on a loud motorcycle rides by and revs it up really high right outside my apartment. Tonight, he went by right when I was trying to hear something on the TV, and I missed what was said.

I&#039;ve decided that I want to get a paintball gun, and hide out on my balcony with it for the next time he comes around, disturbing my peace.</description>
			<pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 19:12:30 -0400</pubDate>
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			<title>ATHF &quot;Bomb Scare&quot;</title>
			<link>http://www.skudd.com/blog/view/1304</link>
			<description>Very little needs to be said about this, except:
&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boston: You&#039;re stupid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WTF?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 23:57:21 -0500</pubDate>
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