I got this letter through from a Mr. Lyman, telling me --well, I'll let you read it.
He paperclipped a business card to the top as well:
.. rather classy ;)
this new guy seems to be pretty business-like and market-savvy.. I really don't like the sound of the 'small changes' he wants to make; i suspect that, as an accountant, he's fully aware that I'm paying a below-average price and is going to go right ahead and hoist up the rent.. boo. :(
Although it will be worth it if he can get the building fixed up and my rodent problem seen to in the near future.
..I feel kind of mean bothering him about this when his uncle died so recently, to be honest. It kind of puts it in perspective for me: in the grand scheme of things, there are more important things, like enjoying life, to expend my energy on.
Other news: Noises are still bad. I've turned almost nocturnal, passing out in the middle of the day out of pure exhaustion. I really can't go on like this much longer.
PLEASE, if anyone has any advice on how to block it out, help meeeee!
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