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This week I was involved in an estate purchase with an agent well known in this area. She is known to be a hard ass and difficult to work with. When I saw this particular listing, then later the house, I knew a few things were going on and advised my client . When she got my offer she was a bit irate that we had included an inspection contingency, raising her voice she said “your client does know this is a seller’s market??!” I said sure, and yet you’re still on the phone talking to me. I knew from the listing and the empty house that her clients were paying two mortgages, one on a vacant house and they probably weren’t expecting the house to stay on the market so long...one of the reasons for that is that it is over priced, the fha appraisal will fix that though and my clients will only pay what it is worth. I made sure we guaranteed nothing over appraisal. Anyway, I won the contract, at one point had 40 minutes to save the deal…did I mention that im dealing with people in 3 different states to make this happen and neither have access to a fax leave the local kinkos. Anyway, I’m really good at this job, my clients love me and that is satisfying. This particular agent I am dealing with is transparent and it is easy to manipulate her despite her reputation for being a hard ass.
Today I went to have photos taken for the magazine, I hated the way I looked and was very angry at myself for putting on weight when I was looking really good for a while.
I understand some lady was eating chips and one of her sour cream and onion potato chips looked like jesus. You know if Jesus comes back to earth and tells us “didn’t you see all the signs I sent that I was returning?” and references the jesus shaped potato chip and the grilled cheese sandwich with mary and the infant jesus, im going to be really mad.
I haven’t gone out and had any fun lately. I get my kicks where I can and am starting to feel more and more ok with the few wholly selfish and self serving things I indulge in from time to time. Im not sure if that makes me less of a good person, or just more realistic.
Its been a long week, I just finished up work at 10:30. Im having a beer and listening to the alice in chains. I have to work tomorrow too.
I saw a beautiful snake crossing the road the other day, I think it was a black rat snake.
It was longer than lilith, probably 6 feet or so I almost crashed to avoid hitting her, just to watch her be pummeled by the cars to the rear and side of me. It sucked all the light right of me.feh.
Stuff builds up inside of me and comes out in unfortunate and clumsy ways, it happened today, when I saw those photos of myself, it happened when I saw the snake get hit…I really have the grace of a monkey with its ass on fire sometimes, and yet I merit the affections of great folk. Life is funny indeed.
To read: I was told the other day that my handwriting was exciting, I think that translates into “you write like a retarded blind seven year old.” Plus i have a buzz right now, and im tired...and boy is that handwriting "exciting". Im excited, are you excited?
I don’t think I have anything else to add. Its been a long week and all work and no play makes 4b a dull bird.
thus ends my blog entry for this week. perhaps ill go masturbate. it is my new favorite drug.
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