that was a brawl.

n12s are probably the hardest thing a tenant can fight - there's a certain concept of entitlement underlying them that has to be overturned by a demonstration of bad faith, an appeal to rigour in the burden of proof and a little bit of good luck in compassion from the judge on s. 83 grounds. that was my argument. and, i made it as well as i could.

if i lost, i put up a helluva scrap. and, i have to think that if she was going to throw me out, she would have done it on the spot.

but, i got a little bit of extra luck: this landlord is legitimately daft. she didn't want to listen to her counsel, and she gave me a dozen openings when she didn't need to. some of it was necessitated by a need to bullshit one way or the other: for example, the excuse they gave about moving mom in had to do with her having lifelong epilepsy, but there was a unit open upstairs in july, so what they really had to do was manufacture an event between july 1 and august 30th, but they instead pretended they planned this all along, which let me question why they didn't move mom into the open unit. the counsel was cringing. i noticed. the judge noticed. i also caught her in an open lie and think i managed to convince the judge of it, which was so key - and totally unneeded on her behalf. again: she clearly didn't understand what was going on around her, and it got her into some messes that might end up being the difference.

but, as mentioned, i had a difficult task in front of me, and i can only hope i pulled it off.

the judge will type up a decision some time next week and mail it out the week after that. if i'm out, i'll get at least 11 days. but, she's obligated to consider extending this due to my situation, which is legitimately pretty dire.

i think this is accurate: we went the distance. and, the judge will need to rule on a tko. it's either going to come down to her entitlements overpowering everything, or the judge is going to flat out call bullshit.

jagmeet singh must cut his beard.