"It wasn't funny 'ha ha,' it was more funny 'boo-hoo, that totally sucked.'" So, I've had some ongoing drama with my landlady over the past few months. She evicted my roommate in the beginning of December for not paying her rent, and hasn't been able to find anyone else to take her place. (Fortunately, I live in Provo, Land of Weird Leases, and have a nice, specific contract making it so my rent hasn't changed; I just don't use the other bedroom at all.) She told me a few times that she had a crazy person or two who was going to move in, thus freaking me out and purposely messing with my head, but nothing ever happened. A few weeks ago, she threatened to come and stay in the other room while she unloaded/loaded stuff, as she's in the process of moving from Nevada to Virginia. I couldn't really object (the downside of Provo the Land of Weird Leases), and tonight, she showed up. With her dog. And her parrot.

She talks a ton; I've heard tonight about how her husband sticks their other bird's head in his mouth (geek, anyone?), how her neighbor is a naturally negative person liable to keel over dead any moment, how the construction on I-15 is inconveniencing only her, how moving companies make an effort to destroy her china, how the people here at city hall are completely incompetent... I think I'll have to take notes of her babbling so putting up with all of this will at least give me funny stuff to blog about. Or something. She said she'd only be here for two days; any bets on how long it'll *actually* be? 

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