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[Killswitch]

Originally Posted by Killswitch

I'll send you $1,000 if you can go 30 full days without consuming a single drop of alcohol.

Only requirement is you need to have an official with Alcoholics Anonymous in Toronto confirm that you successfully completed 30 days without alcohol.

Haven't been around lately, just following up and seeing how you've been doing, bud.

Drop us a diary entry on what's happened this year.

[Huggles]

Originally Posted by Killswitch

Haven't been around lately, just following up and seeing how you've been doing, bud.

Drop us a diary entry on what's happened this year.

Living the good life at the moment!

Just need to get paid by my client(s) so I can order another hamster cage and get my 2nd hamster like I promised my kid. Also need to get our 2nd PC setup so we have our battle stations next to each other.

I never even got the chance to tell GFY what happened...

So like, last month, I sent my landlord the money as usual... and here in Canada, we have this "Interact e-transfer" system where you can send money like a cash app.... and when I sent the money, it asked, for the first time, a security question. I thought, that's weird, but that's fine, I'll just set a question only the landlord would know. My question was something like "Where do I live" with the answer being the name of the property I was on... well, I immediately got back "SHACK has deposited your money!" because Shack was the nickname I had in my bank account for the landlord's email and name. (profile name, duh!)

A few days go by and the landlord contacts me and says I haven't paid rent, I go, no... look, and show him the money came out of my account. He says he never got it. So what happened was, someone who knew him, hacked his email and bank account, turned off autodeposit, and waited for rent money to show up, and because the hacker knew my landlord, they knew the property name and deposited the money.

Then the landlord bugs me for hours and interrupts time with my family to harass me for it. I call my bank, I spend hours on hold and it becomes obvious what happened.... the landlord is hacked. Someone has access to his phone and bank account.

The arrogant fucking prick speaks in a thick accent and is starting to blame me for the hack. I tell him, how the fuck am I responsible in ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM for his email being hacked? He says "Money never go in my account, this is a YOU problem!"

So.... then over the next 3 weeks, there are rain storms that flood my shack, I get salamanders on the floor of that shithole, I fucking woke up in the middle of the night to a fucking rain storm with an inch of water on the ground and I'm walking to go switch on a light and I'm stepping on something SQUISHY... fucking nightmare!

Then, over the next couple days, I have these fucking gross Salamanders crawling across my floor, my electric mouse trap is genociding mice as fast as possible but the mice have numbers beyond counting and I can't kill them fast enough. Meanwhile, I'm using the AI to make ads for people and got a few gigs to do business cards and branding for a few locals, but while I'm working the roof is literally splashing me with drips on my desk so I was getting soaked while working at my computer. I had told the landlord the roof leaked before and he would just mutter something and walk away, so I knew shit was about to start cookin' at that point.

Of course it was at this point my sick ass fun convertible turbo hot rod is sitting out front getting taken over by wasps. I try and free my car from the wasp nests and 2 more nests appear the next day. My landlord parked these giant boxes in front of my cars and then started demanding the rent that he got hacked from his account. I tried to explain to him, I sent the money... the money arrive, by email, into his account. His email was hacked, someone turned off auto-deposit and read his email, knew what the name of his property was, and deposited the money. Did NOT matter to him, he said I owed him the rent and I was staying free.

So then, in my moment of holy shit I am so fucked.... muh baby momma decided she had enough of New Orleans because every time she would make a friend down there, even the rich ones, it seemed to her like everyone was loaded up on prescription drugs. Rich, poor, everyone is poppin' pills in Nawleens! She kind of had a bit of culture shock because in Canada, we never got into pill poppin' but, apparently, everyone is a pill fiend down there. So she decided to get a sick place back in the good ol' Okanagan.

Right around this time, my landlord then told me my cars were going to be held hostage if I didn't pay him $1800, so 2 months rent, because he claimed I hacked his account and took my $900 back. He then told me it was MY job to go to the police and get the money to pay him back. Like I'm supposed to do all of this leg work and hours on hold with the bank because HIS email and bank was hacked? This little slum lord hindu was such a pushy fucker, I almost snapped and murdered him!

Anyways, I had to come up with a plan to get the fuck out of there, so I had one of the gas station workers pretend he was an interested buyer in my car and he came by and pretended to offer me money for the car. The landlord sat in a place where I knew he'd see the guy and I talking. After that, I was able to shuck and jive enough that the landlord moved the apple boxes so I could get my cars out, because he thought I was selling the cars to pay him the rent money.

There was a Karen I mentioned in a post a few weeks ago, and it was her turn to step onto the stage. This bitch has her cracked out husband go and use a weed-whacker because the entire property is invaded by wasp nests. She hates me because when all of the white trash gather to drink together, I avoid that whole scene so all of the 3-tooth white trash thought I was "too good" to hang out them. Hell yeah that's right, I am too fucking good for people who say "ewww" when I mention I like sushi. How uncultured, to say "eww" when someone mentions they like sushi. Truly an abominable group of barbaric sub-humans. Yes, I am too good for those people. Anyways, this bitch tells her cracked out, 90 lbs skinny drywaller boyfriend to go and use a weed whacker on the wasp nests...

You can guess where this is going.

So while I'm trying to move out all incognito and move my stuff into the new house we got the keys on the 28th for, I'm getting fucking swarmed by wasps. I was stung so many times and wasp stings HURT and BURN!!!! FUCK!!!!!!

So all this time, I was then dealing with floods, salamanders, insane slum lord hindu, vermintide of mice, psycho Karen, wasp swarms, all while trying to swing it so I can save my car, keep my AI work clients happy, keep a positive face for my kid and baby momma...

The last day, July 31st, when I was getting my last shit out of the place using my baby momma's van, my landlord had the local white trash spying on me to make sure I wasn't moving out and that he was going to get like $1800 in cash for his slum shithole shack... The Karen spotted me moving out my futon bed, and that's when the jig was up. I saw her waddle around the corner and then through a crack in one of the sheet metal fences, I saw her making a phone call. Ratting me out for sure.

Then I fucking sprinted through my shack grabbing the last important things like my kid's art off my fridge door and the last important things. All of my cutlery, my air fryer, groceries, a bunch of little things, all had to be left behind. I think I managed to grab my frying pan and prison shiv. With the important things loaded, I jumped in the van and hit the start-engine button the MOMENT the landlord whipped into the parking lot, and before he could block me from leaving, I pulled a sharp turn around him, passed the fat fucking rat Karen, and out the driveway where I floored it the fuck outta there with the last sight being his stupid little face going :O from behind the windshield!!!

Holy fuck... escaped that shithole by the skin of my teeth. A few seconds later and he would have been able to block the driveway and my escape. Who knows how that would have gone over.

Welp, now I am in a sick ass huge studio space that was a photography studio previously, high ceilings, tons of power outlets, polished concrete floors.... a real creative space! I love it. Now all I need to do is get MONEY so I can get the hamster village setup that I promised my kid and then get my kid's computer setup so once school starts, gaming sessions will be the reward for good grades and getting homework done!

What a ride... hey, at least it ain't boring...

Hope you're doing well Killswitch, you moved to California yet?

[datingmaster]

Send your ex landlord to BC tenant board if you haven't done yet. Should keep the fuctard busy for a while

[ANAL PASTE]

I think that was a "No". Because jews and chinese are bad.

[CaptainHowdy]

[Huggles]

^^^ I should've told my story in a series of AI videos!

[2MuchMark]

Originally Posted by Huggles

Living the good life at the moment!

Just need to get paid by my client(s) so I can order another hamster cage and get my 2nd hamster like I promised my kid. Also need to get our 2nd PC setup so we have our battle stations next to each other.

I never even got the chance to tell GFY what happened...

So like, last month, I sent my landlord the money as usual... and here in Canada, we have this "Interact e-transfer" system where you can send money like a cash app.... and when I sent the money, it asked, for the first time, a security question. I thought, that's weird, but that's fine, I'll just set a question only the landlord would know. My question was something like "Where do I live" with the answer being the name of the property I was on... well, I immediately got back "SHACK has deposited your money!" because Shack was the nickname I had in my bank account for the landlord's email and name. (profile name, duh!)

A few days go by and the landlord contacts me and says I haven't paid rent, I go, no... look, and show him the money came out of my account. He says he never got it. So what happened was, someone who knew him, hacked his email and bank account, turned off autodeposit, and waited for rent money to show up, and because the hacker knew my landlord, they knew the property name and deposited the money.

Then the landlord bugs me for hours and interrupts time with my family to harass me for it. I call my bank, I spend hours on hold and it becomes obvious what happened.... the landlord is hacked. Someone has access to his phone and bank account.

The arrogant fucking prick speaks in a thick accent and is starting to blame me for the hack. I tell him, how the fuck am I responsible in ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM for his email being hacked? He says "Money never go in my account, this is a YOU problem!"

So.... then over the next 3 weeks, there are rain storms that flood my shack, I get salamanders on the floor of that shithole, I fucking woke up in the middle of the night to a fucking rain storm with an inch of water on the ground and I'm walking to go switch on a light and I'm stepping on something SQUISHY... fucking nightmare!

Then, over the next couple days, I have these fucking gross Salamanders crawling across my floor, my electric mouse trap is genociding mice as fast as possible but the mice have numbers beyond counting and I can't kill them fast enough. Meanwhile, I'm using the AI to make ads for people and got a few gigs to do business cards and branding for a few locals, but while I'm working the roof is literally splashing me with drips on my desk so I was getting soaked while working at my computer. I had told the landlord the roof leaked before and he would just mutter something and walk away, so I knew shit was about to start cookin' at that point.

Of course it was at this point my sick ass fun convertible turbo hot rod is sitting out front getting taken over by wasps. I try and free my car from the wasp nests and 2 more nests appear the next day. My landlord parked these giant boxes in front of my cars and then started demanding the rent that he got hacked from his account. I tried to explain to him, I sent the money... the money arrive, by email, into his account. His email was hacked, someone turned off auto-deposit and read his email, knew what the name of his property was, and deposited the money. Did NOT matter to him, he said I owed him the rent and I was staying free.

So then, in my moment of holy shit I am so fucked.... muh baby momma decided she had enough of New Orleans because every time she would make a friend down there, even the rich ones, it seemed to her like everyone was loaded up on prescription drugs. Rich, poor, everyone is poppin' pills in Nawleens! She kind of had a bit of culture shock because in Canada, we never got into pill poppin' but, apparently, everyone is a pill fiend down there. So she decided to get a sick place back in the good ol' Okanagan.

Right around this time, my landlord then told me my cars were going to be held hostage if I didn't pay him $1800, so 2 months rent, because he claimed I hacked his account and took my $900 back. He then told me it was MY job to go to the police and get the money to pay him back. Like I'm supposed to do all of this leg work and hours on hold with the bank because HIS email and bank was hacked? This little slum lord hindu was such a pushy fucker, I almost snapped and murdered him!

Anyways, I had to come up with a plan to get the fuck out of there, so I had one of the gas station workers pretend he was an interested buyer in my car and he came by and pretended to offer me money for the car. The landlord sat in a place where I knew he'd see the guy and I talking. After that, I was able to shuck and jive enough that the landlord moved the apple boxes so I could get my cars out, because he thought I was selling the cars to pay him the rent money.

There was a Karen I mentioned in a post a few weeks ago, and it was her turn to step onto the stage. This bitch has her cracked out husband go and use a weed-whacker because the entire property is invaded by wasp nests. She hates me because when all of the white trash gather to drink together, I avoid that whole scene so all of the 3-tooth white trash thought I was "too good" to hang out them. Hell yeah that's right, I am too fucking good for people who say "ewww" when I mention I like sushi. How uncultured, to say "eww" when someone mentions they like sushi. Truly an abominable group of barbaric sub-humans. Yes, I am too good for those people. Anyways, this bitch tells her cracked out, 90 lbs skinny drywaller boyfriend to go and use a weed whacker on the wasp nests...

You can guess where this is going.

So while I'm trying to move out all incognito and move my stuff into the new house we got the keys on the 28th for, I'm getting fucking swarmed by wasps. I was stung so many times and wasp stings HURT and BURN!!!! FUCK!!!!!!

So all this time, I was then dealing with floods, salamanders, insane slum lord hindu, vermintide of mice, psycho Karen, wasp swarms, all while trying to swing it so I can save my car, keep my AI work clients happy, keep a positive face for my kid and baby momma...

The last day, July 31st, when I was getting my last shit out of the place using my baby momma's van, my landlord had the local white trash spying on me to make sure I wasn't moving out and that he was going to get like $1800 in cash for his slum shithole shack... The Karen spotted me moving out my futon bed, and that's when the jig was up. I saw her waddle around the corner and then through a crack in one of the sheet metal fences, I saw her making a phone call. Ratting me out for sure.

Then I fucking sprinted through my shack grabbing the last important things like my kid's art off my fridge door and the last important things. All of my cutlery, my air fryer, groceries, a bunch of little things, all had to be left behind. I think I managed to grab my frying pan and prison shiv. With the important things loaded, I jumped in the van and hit the start-engine button the MOMENT the landlord whipped into the parking lot, and before he could block me from leaving, I pulled a sharp turn around him, passed the fat fucking rat Karen, and out the driveway where I floored it the fuck outta there with the last sight being his stupid little face going :O from behind the windshield!!!

Holy fuck... escaped that shithole by the skin of my teeth. A few seconds later and he would have been able to block the driveway and my escape. Who knows how that would have gone over.

Welp, now I am in a sick ass huge studio space that was a photography studio previously, high ceilings, tons of power outlets, polished concrete floors.... a real creative space! I love it. Now all I need to do is get MONEY so I can get the hamster village setup that I promised my kid and then get my kid's computer setup so once school starts, gaming sessions will be the reward for good grades and getting homework done!

What a ride... hey, at least it ain't boring...

Hope you're doing well Killswitch, you moved to California yet?

[Huggles]

^^^ you silly faced idiot!!!

The AI video version is coming... soon. Right meow I am driving to Subway with my last $20 in the entire world and getting a sick ass sub with a fuck ton of jalapenos and banana peppers.

[NatalieK]

Originally Posted by Huggles

^^^ I should've told my story in a series of AI videos!

maybe just selfies on your phone would have been better, but hey, you´re in a better place now, so it´s all good huh

[ANAL PASTE]

I don't get why ex-wives just love putting up with guys like this. nothing says ‘responsible co-parenting’ like fucking around with AI deepfakes instead of... y’know, feeding your kid. maybe I’m the one with ‘wrong priorities’ here. Silly me, thinking ‘basic human decency’ was part of the my upbringing’..

[Huggles]

Originally Posted by NatalieK

maybe just selfies on your phone would have been better, but hey, you´re in a better place now, so it´s all good huh

It's getting better! GFY came in CLUTCH and saved me from starvation on SEVERAL OCCASIONS. Once I'm back on my feet, I'm definitely going to pay this madda fakka forward!

[Killswitch]

Originally Posted by Huggles

[...]

What a ride... hey, at least it ain't boring...

What an absolute riveting story my guy, I was on the edge of my seat the whole time not knowing what crazy thing will happen as I round the next sentence. Glad things are looking up for you.

Originally Posted by Huggles

Hope you're doing well Killswitch, you moved to California yet?

Sunday! I'm currently trying to go through and decide what is getting kept and stored for my return in 2 months (to get this stuff) and what is going to get donated/sold. I wish you were closer because I'm literally about to dump a whole 4 bedroom house worth of stuff into the trash.