I want an icee pop. ;_;
Apr. 14th, 2004 04:10 amToday was stupid. The power in our apartment....thing went out at, like, 7PM. It flickered back on, then went off for, oh, 4-5 hours. Hurrah for power failure! Yaaaaaaaaay! This stupid turn of events meant we had no heat, no way to cook food, no lights. Doesn't that sound like fun, kids?
No. It sounds like stupid.
So, the first thing I did to do my part was......eat the ice cream.
And the time inbetween was spent trying to get ahold of people, our cell phone dying, running back and forth to the corner store to use the payphone in the freezing rain, not being able to get ahold of the two people we were trying to get ahold of, getting yelled at by the Hag's step-mother because she though I was a prank caller (because the phone kept FUCKING DYING). And, despite me trying to explain what was going on, she fucking hung up on me. I literally threw the fucking phone, I was so angry. Stalked back home, realized, after hearing shotgun shots outside, that we had a regular phone (y'know, one that doesn't have an answering machine and isn't cordless and doesn't need electricty...), so we tried to call people that way. This accomplished the exact same thing that it did on the payphone. Then we called and woke Rob up, and we were going to crash at his place, but, as soon as he comes down our road, guess what happens?
Yep.
The lights go back on.
Stupidest day evar.
Now, I'm moody and pissy and it's completely unrelated to the night's prior events. I think I'm PMSing, TJ thinks I'm PMSing, and I probably am PMSing. Hurrah.
Augh.
No. It sounds like stupid.
So, the first thing I did to do my part was......eat the ice cream.
And the time inbetween was spent trying to get ahold of people, our cell phone dying, running back and forth to the corner store to use the payphone in the freezing rain, not being able to get ahold of the two people we were trying to get ahold of, getting yelled at by the Hag's step-mother because she though I was a prank caller (because the phone kept FUCKING DYING). And, despite me trying to explain what was going on, she fucking hung up on me. I literally threw the fucking phone, I was so angry. Stalked back home, realized, after hearing shotgun shots outside, that we had a regular phone (y'know, one that doesn't have an answering machine and isn't cordless and doesn't need electricty...), so we tried to call people that way. This accomplished the exact same thing that it did on the payphone. Then we called and woke Rob up, and we were going to crash at his place, but, as soon as he comes down our road, guess what happens?
Yep.
The lights go back on.
Stupidest day evar.
Now, I'm moody and pissy and it's completely unrelated to the night's prior events. I think I'm PMSing, TJ thinks I'm PMSing, and I probably am PMSing. Hurrah.
Augh.
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Date: 2004-04-14 02:34 pm (UTC)