Curses!!!

Bank of America and I are not friends.

Jenny came into the apartment today, holding a note that had been taped to our door saying we had three days to pay rent or vacate. Seeing as we've paid rent on time every month... This was not a very welcome note.
As it turns out, B of A put a hold on our account without telling us, I guess because everyone's rent checks were such a large deposit, which made our rent check bounce. I called the bank today to see why it didn't clear, and that's when they told me about the hold. The lady on the phone though even said that she didn't know why our check didn't clear, since it was obvious we had the money. She ended up refunding us the returned check fee, and suggested we get a verification letter from the bank to tell our landlord that it wasn't our fault the check bounced. We had the added fun of running back and forth between here and the bank, since our rent would only now be accepted as a cashiers check, since it had already bounced once... So now we're just waiting for them to fax the oopsies letter to our branch, so we can show it to our landlord since she agreed to waive our late fees if we could show that B of A took responsibility. This was all hours before our final that we had planned to study all day for, mind you.

I hate to say it, but in comparison, our Christmas spirit is pretty non-existent. We have a super cute baby tree though! I think everyone's waiting to do the legit decorating when they go home. Which for me will be on Saturday... I'm stoked, and looking forward to shoveling Hula's in my face pretty much every day. That's what being home's all about, right?