Our days at Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) are nearing an end. The landlord has notified both Alan and I that we must definitely vacate the premises on January 3rd or preferably earlier. So far, neither Alan or I have any new leads on places to rent. The landlord has offered me a temporary solution. I can rent an attached studio (at the same monthly rate) at the nursery in Waimanalo until I can find a more long-term solution. As it stands, I really have no choice but to accept the proposition. Alan will most likely be forced to stay temporarily with a friend in Kapolei.
well, I have drafted a "goodwill" note addressed to the moneygrubbing Chinks at the property management firm that oversees the Chinatown dormitory. I will mail it tonight during my evening outing in Kahala. Of course, I will make a copy of the note as part of the on-going document trail. Next week, I will be filing the paper work for a Small Claims Court hearing. I seriously doubt that the moneygrubbing Chinks will willingly return my money. So, off to court we go!
As it stands, I am now seriously considering the divestiture of my Nissan® Frontier truck. The resale value appears to be fairly high. Yet, I do not know if that is a good idea right now. I am also considering the divestiture of the iPad®. Sadly, the device has been a major disappointment to me. I'd like to say that I really enjoy using the various workarounds to get anything accomplished, but I am only annoyed instead. Or, I could simply be grumpy because of old age. Sheesh!
Speaking of workarounds on the tablet computer, I am beginning to suspect that most of the problems with composing the "blog" actually originates with Google® itself. The JavaScript code in the on-line composer is probably deliberately designed for some incompatibility with the Safari Web browser. JavaScript is supposed to be standardized, though. I would not be surprised that the incompatibility is there to force the user to install and use the Blogger® surveillance "app."
Oh, I just don't know anymore. The rental housing situation has really fatigued me. I am tired of the whole situation. To be honest, I can afford to pay the exorbitant rents for most of the small, dumpy apartments and rooms available. What stops me is that I will be paying out the same amount as a monthly mortgage on a huge edifice (somewhere on the mainland empire) and only be given a small coffin-like living space here. That is an insult to anyone's intelligence. Yet, there are people who are employed at two or three wage slave jobs just to make the rent for housing. Or, ten people are stuffed in a coffin-like space designed for one person. Little wonder why insanity is rampant in the islands.
Ol' Lavahead Mini-Update®
Alan mentioned this evening that he has a lead on temporary housing in Waikiki. He wants us to share a coffin-like one-bedroom apartment while we wait for a three-bedroom house that the property manager alleges will become available soon. The rent is $1,100 per month and parking is $75 per month for each vehicle. That amounts to $725 per month each. Frankly, I don't like the idea. I'd rather reside in the landlord's studio unit and enjoy some peace of mind until we move into a real house for more madness.
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