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Originally posted by Motley:
Put it in the attic Jocelyn?

I'm sorry I'm not sending any unsent correspondence. I feel like once I start I may not stop though!

Sometimes it feels a little voyeristic though. Perhaps I should try though. It looks like it helps.

Sometimes it does help to just put it out there.

And thanks for the sympathy, guys. The attic (equivilant) is probably exactly where this manuscript will go.

(Also, Murphy, the ongoing saga of your idiot ex-tenant is just hilarious. And "You are all mouth, no trousers" is now my official favorite thing to say.)

Well, it's become much more amusing now that he only owes me £800. When it was £6k it was much less fun.

[Update: On consultation with a lawyer, she said that trying to take the whole matter back to court would be "a waste of his time and money".]

This message has been edited. Last edited by: Murphy,

Dear You:

I miss you. I know that saying this now would just be all kinds of awkward and discomfort for you. So I won't. It's not like I really put a lot of effort into contact after a certain while anyway.

We met in the ridiculously haphazard way that most meetings go, and it didn't all go according to plan. In fact, it messed me up good. I also wouldn't trade it for anything. I just find it amazing that I met someone like you at all where I did, and that you liked me.

I also wasn't prepared and I more than suspect you weren't either. It's been two years but I can still remember how your hand on my back and your soft but firm embrace from your light body made my headache go away. I also remember the endless chats we had online and how we wished each other good night and kisses at least every other day on Skype.

I was angry. A part of me still is. I know, and I have to believe, that it wasn't a game. You helped me clean out my apartment back when I had one. You discovered things about my city that I didn't know. I tore heaven and earth to get you to see Scott Pilgrim because I promised you that.

You felt like a part of me. And despite all logic and two years later, I still love you. I'm glad that whatever else happened, I told you that. It still hurts that you moved on: though it didn't really surprise me. The pain used to well up a lot more often, but now it only comes up once and a while laced with other things: when I'm exhausted or I hear mention about your country.

I look at the work you do now and remember our conversations and I'd like to think I had some small role in it somewhere: that I touched a part of you as you touched me. I wish I could be there to watch you grow even further. From what I have seen, you've come long way and I'm kind of jealous of you over that.

I remember once when I could have said all of this to you--easily--but that time has passed and it would just be awkward for the both of us. Time and the nuances of human interaction are very unfair like that. So maybe it hadn't been wise to tell you my real feelings those years ago, but among the list of things I regret--especially at this time--that is strangely not one of them.

It's funny. The details have faded a lot in my head, but the feeling remains. I love you, my beloved friend. Take care.

Hey (informal-like - as this is an email)

I wondered if you were expecting me in on Monday, as you have *dm;dfjjdf* coming in for a cup of tea and cake and a meeting and such? Or as you haven't confirmed it, I'm not welcome anymore, cos I'm just a SECRETARY!

When you told me about the original meeting you said you'd like me to be there, as without me it wouldn't be happening in the first place.

But you haven't said a thing since. And the meeting is on a day I'm not usually at work.

So what do I do? There isn't a desk for me to work at if I do come in, so should I stand about and feel awkward, or just stay at home and sulk?!

From me.

Dear ex tenant...

For. Fuck's. Sake.
Just give up, ok. These threats are increasingly irritating. I hope you realise that fraud is a criminal offence, and that the burden of proof is pretty high, and to threaten me with legal action is absolutely fucking ridiculous.

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It is perfectly obvious to me despite your protestations you are intent on depriving me of my deposit by relying on the court order. You have therefore left me no choice but to challenge the Judgement. I can prove that you made claims on the order that were untrue purely for the purpose of dishonestly depriving me of my deposit. If you go ahead and use the order to freeze my account again I will take appropriate legal action against you to recover any costs I incur as a result of my account been frozen by an order you obtained with partially false information.

And how exactly do you intend to do this? The claims I made on the court order were that...
1. under the tenancy agreement you owed me rent.
2. you didn't pay the rent and hadn't responded to my requests to pay it.

This is annoying as hell. I really don't want to get hung up on this (the forum has been a good way to vent without getting obsessive about this) but you've just made some pretty big accussations and i find it hard to let that slide.

I can't imagine for a moment your case would go anywhere, but it would take time and stress to defend it.

So the question is... how far do I take this? I don't know yet. But I find it difficult to credit that I would back down from this threats. It wouldn't feel right.

But is it worth it for £1600?

You arsehole. You nasty, bullying arsehole.

Fuck you.

Welll....

This is me, so I say anything to apply a smack-down on this POS is worth it.

(but I haven't been a New Parent since about 1992)

actually, on re-reading it I may not have a choice, as such. It seems he thinks he can get the judgements reversed because I lied in some way he can "prove" (because apparantly me telling him what I'm going to do, giving him a chance to respond and then doing it is fraudulent) and is threatening that if I take the enforcement action that I am legally entitled to do he'll SUE MY ARSE for dishonesty and lying.

Fuck him. Tomorrow morning I'm putting in the papers to get my fucking money back. How dare he threaten me like this, after the way he's behaved.

Wobble over!

Thanks.

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Originally posted by Murphy:
actually, on re-reading it I may not have a choice, as such. It seems he thinks he can get the judgements reversed because I lied in some way he can "prove" (because apparantly me telling him what I'm going to do, giving him a chance to respond and then doing it is fraudulent) and is threatening that if I take the enforcement action that I am legally entitled to do he'll SUE MY ARSE for dishonesty and lying.

Fuck him. Tomorrow morning I'm putting in the papers to get my fucking money back. How dare he threaten me like this, after the way he's behaved.

Wobble over!

Thanks.

Exactly!

Yeah Murph. Unless this guy found a miniscule error in the paperwork (like he moved on Aug 15th and you said Aug 14th) he's full of shit and even if he did find something, he's still full of shit.

Double-check all the paperwork just in case he's going to pull some b.s. like that.

Jesus wept. Remind me not to let this POS get to me. Trouble was with the deposit, cos after it was awarded to me I binned the photos, so it would be a he said/she said situation and I was a touch concerned, even though I'm in the right his bluster worried me.

A few phone calls and I'm feeling my position is bulletproof. Got 2 people who are prepared to give sworn statements backing up my side of the story and gone trough and found occasions where he's admitted things and later threatened me over them.

And interestingly, in county court (the lower, non jury level court) apparently the judges are much less concerned with the technicalities and exact language.

It's bullshit. If he does try to get the judgement set aside most likely the judge wouldn't hear it, but if they do because of his hyperbole I can back up everything I wrote.

Fuck him for giving me a shitty morning and making me worry even a little bit.
Fuck him.

once the deposit is given, it's given. i'll check that with my colleagues who work in the end of lease team at work, but i'm pretty confident that if it was disputed and awarded, that's the way it stays. will check tomorrow, though.

Limer, that would be great. Thanks.

He did have the opportunity to respond but didn't, so I had to go through the single claims process, which means all my claims got accepted.

It's just frustrating never being certain of anything!

I keep wanting to comment but finding myself speechless at the asshattery you're having to deal with, Murphy. So, in lieu of adding anything constructive - *hugs*. May this crap pass and may Mr Asshat leave your life for good very soon!

I know what you did.

There was a time when I was in love with you, but now I don't want to be your lover anymore.

I do really miss being your friend though.

To You:

All right, you sent me an email and I called you on it. Now let's see what you will reply with. I hope I will not be disappointed.

-- M

Seriously? Seriously? As if to underscore your utter self-absorption, you contact me on Thanksgiving Day? Um, you do remember how absolutely horrible I feel during this time of year, especially on T-day and Xmas? Then you send me paragraphs and paragraphs of how and what you are doing without once acknowledging that I have feelings or saying exactly what you want. What do you want, anyway? A friend? A blow job? Glad you sent that to make yourself feel better (which is, after all, what you said it was for). Now. Fuck off. You are not what I needed today.

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Originally posted by OnTheHalfShell:
Seriously? Seriously? As if to underscore your utter self-absorption, you contact me on Thanksgiving Day? Um, you do remember how absolutely horrible I feel during this time of year, especially on T-day and Xmas? Then you send me paragraphs and paragraphs of how and what you are doing without once acknowledging that I have feelings or saying exactly what you want. What do you want, anyway? A friend? A blow job? Glad you sent that to make yourself feel better (which is, after all, what you said it was for). Now. Fuck off. You are not what I needed today.

Dear OnTheHalfShell,

you really should send that. Let him/her know what an ass s/he is.

*hugs*

Dear my brother who has been dead for 11.5 years.

We've been cleaning out the attic this last couple of weeks because we were having loft insulation put in.

I genuinely did not expect to find an old sports bag with:
1 dildo, flesh coloured, 2.5 feet long
3 porn mags
1 other dildo, much smaller but still eyewatering
assorted other stuff that i managed to shut my eyes before i saw.

I particularly did not expect to find that while my mum was sorting through a bag of clothes

I particularly did not appreciate working out fast enough to say "you don't want to look into this bag any further, mum"

I most of all didn't appreciate having to figure out a way to wrap it tightly and securely enough that it doesn't come unstuck when we take it to the tip along with all the other stuff up in the attic.

My facial capillaries are heartily tired of the workout they've just had, and are extremely hopeful that when we DO take that particular bag of rubbish to the tip, the men there aren't too arduous about ripping it all open to see if it can go into any of the other sections - recyclables, textiles, etc.

I am going to try and pretend I've got no idea what is in that bag when I pass it in the hallway anytime between today and tomorrow's trip to the dump, and I would MUCH appreciate if you haven't hidden away any other nasty surprises.

There are times when I wish you were still here so I could heartily smack you. On the other hand, I would never have been able to meet your eyes again, having seen that lot, so it's probably a good thing you are long gone.

Yours very very sincerely hoping not to ever approach this topic with a family member ever ever again,

Me.

Dear You,

I'm sorry that you had some happy families fantasy of me and our grandfather that you were left out of. A year ago you begged to be on my fb list because some quirk of genetics between your father and mine makes us 'family' and 'family' should keep in touch.

Except for repeatedly begging me to subscribe to apps I don't want and recently you seem to have acquired a virus - I keep getting tagged and getting the same private message with a link in it - you haven't interacted with me much at all. At first you liked a few of my posts or commented briefly (but never anything more than LOL or that sucks) but lately it's been that random probably-virus.

I warned you when you begged me that it was very likely that we had little in common. And if 'family' was really so important to you why did you not ever try to engage me in conversation? I'm sorry that despite sharing DNA, your father was more than a bit of a douchecanoe and mine isn't. And I did try to explain that our grandfather was not an easy person to love, but I don't think that's what you wanted to hear.

But I'm not going to keep you on my list just to have you there. I like interacting with my friends. And my friends are the family that I chose.