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A 27-year-old PA student who wants to visit all seven continents, write a book, work at a pediatric clinic in Africa, and basically meet as many of the world's challenges as possible.

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Life List

(already accomplished)

Become a PA

Visit all 7 continents

Take a SwimTrek trip

Bike through Western Europe

Raft the Grand Canyon

Improve my Spanish proficiency

Go on safari in Africa

Trace my roots at Ellis Island

Vacation in Hawaii

Work on a hospital ship in a Third World country

Celebrate New Year's in Times Square

Visit all 50 states (29 to go: AK, AZ, AR, CA, CO, HI, ID, IL, IN, IA, KS, MI, MN, MO, MT, NE, NV, NM, ND, OK, OR, RI, SD, TX, UT, VT, WA, WV, WI, WY)

See the ruins at Pompeii

Swim in Capri's Blue Grotto

Tour Mt. Vesuvius

Throw a coin in the Trevi Fountain

Tour the Colosseum

Visit the D-Day beaches

See the Mona Lisa

Visit the palace at Versailles

See the Acropolis and Parthenon

See the Egyptian pyramids

Hike the Inca Trail

Walk El Camino Santiago

Take an Alaskan cruise

View the Taj Mahal at sunrise

Hike Table Mountain in South Africa

Climb through the Amazon canopy

Walk at least part of the Great Wall of China

Get laser hair removal

Learn to surf, ski, and snowboard

Learn to drive a stick-shift

Learn to play the piano

Go on a tropical cruise

Ride horseback on the beach

Ride in a hot air balloon

Get tickets to the Olympics

Go to adult Space Camp

Witness a shuttle launch from up close

Build a full-sized snowman

Sew a quilt out of my old race T-shirts

Update and continue my Life Scrapbook

Become the oldest person to ever do the River Run

Live to be a happy, healthy 100 years old - at least!

(unlikely dreams)

vrijdag 13 april 2007

Sooo, Liz and I have moved out of our apartment, and will be living in our friend Patty's spare bedroom for the next month, until our new lease starts. Sound like fun? Didn't think so.

Now for the story...

Last week, we had a new woman try to move in with us -- think short, stout, black, early 30s. She'd had the key for all of 12 hours when she started berating Liz and me about, well, basically everything, but mostly about the fact that we were filthy (there was one piece of carrot in the sink and a few crumbs on the stove). She screamed at us for 30 minutes ("How dare you call yourselves grown women?! You have more character flaws than anyone I've ever met!" etc etc etc) and literally wouldn't let us get a word in edgewise. We were stunned and angry, since we'd done absolutely NOTHING to cause this (we'd known her for 12 hours!) and so we went to the landlord, told him the story, and begged him to move her out, which he agreed to do (he likes us).

We stayed with friends until Sunday night, and then, when we went back to the apartment, we discovered that she had vandalized the place before she left -- stole our brand-new printer, broke a wineglass and left the shards around on the floor (including under our bedroom doors so we'd step on them), dumped detergent all over all the clothes in the laundry room, smeared jelly on the counters, left nasty notes everywhere ("Thank you for showing me that black women aren't the dirty ones or the only ones who come from single-parent homes. I know where my daddy is -- what about you, Liz?"), dumped Miracle-Gro all over, scrubbed bars of soap over the couches, took a framed collage of pictures down off the wall and tore through Liz's face (then reframed and rehung it), put toothpaste on my doorknob, clogged up the sink drain, left the doors open (front and balcony) so anyone could have waltzed right in, and, best of all, turned the refrigerator down to the lowest setting so that all the food spoiled.

We called the police and filed a report, just to cover our bases, and the landlord changed the locks right away, so she can't get in even if she did make a secret copy of the key. They're also reimbursing us for the printer, all the food, and for the hotel where they put us up before we found another place to live; they're also letting us out of our leases (and reimbursing us for most of the month of April), so it's all working out okay. It's just incredibly frustrating to have to deal with all this on top of the usual end-of-semester stuff. Grrrr.

Well, it's Friday the 13th, so hopefully that's not a bad omen... if this woman shows up again today wielding a machete, don't say I didn't warn you... ;)

3 Comments:

Anonymous Natalie said...

Wow, that's INSANE. I guess the best you can say about your new ex-roommate is that she was...thorough?htt

13/4/07 22:51  
Blogger Dia said...

Insane, indeed...
Don't you sometimes think about the nice times we've had as roommates? Watching Chocolate, late night conversations, you rolling on your chair from one side of the room to the other...:)
Girl, where did you disappear again?! You didn't answer my e-mail that I sent ages ago.
Anyway, did I say that Anne Sjoerd has a girlfriend?
x,
Dia

15/4/07 18:41  
Blogger Robin said...

What a whacko!!!! You're lucky you weren't hurt by her. She sounds like she needs a session with Dr.Phil. I'm glad you're ok.

How sick is she to leave glass for you to step on??? That's just creepy.

I hope there are better days ahead for you. Stay away from the crazy people!

9/5/07 21:08  

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