Topic: WC - Daily Practice
Sun 3:50am 25Mar07
Never did get that soup made yesterday. I was just about to chop everything when all of a sudden all the lights went out. There was some kind of crazy black out. I went out side and some street lights were working and some street lights were out. There was no rhyme nor reason as to which lights were working and which ones weren't. Especially since the buildings on the street behind mine were all fine.
I kept walking up and down the four flights of stairs to my apartment because I couldn't decide if I should stay inside or stay outside. Of course when it got dark I kept my self at home.
I'm pretty good on supplies. I'm a candle maniac so I've got candles galore although it may be time for more candle holders. Luckily I happened to have the box of 12 batteries so I slapped some batteries into my radio and slapped more into my discman. Thankfully I still have those crappy external speakers so I didn't have to put on head phones. Cooked shrimp for dinner on my gas stove. So over all it wasn't the worst of happenings but it was a big pain in the ass.
You really realize how much you depend on the Internet and television. I felt like I was in caveman days. I attempted to send LoLo an email from my cell phone but I think I screwed up in the sending. I called Yan Yan to see if he knew or heard what was going on. Apparently it was a hydro fire. What else is new?
What the heck is going on with these hydro fires? Do they just not know what the hell they're doing anymore? And do people have to lose their groceries every single time?
Yan Yan said jokingly to stay in my apartment and stay hidden from the looters. Bastard! Doesn't someone knock really hard on my apartment door and not identify himself? Creepy! Buddy, it's fucking dark in the hallway. I can't see a thing through the peephole obviously and you're not going to identify yourself? No, I won't be opening the door anytime soon. The best part was that I didn't hear an apartment door open nor close so it couldn't have been anyone on my floor. CREEPY! I don't do creepy. I'm not the woman that enters a dark house like in horror movies. I'm not the one who stays when a sinister voice says, "Get Out!" I know bad things happen and I have no interest in being involved in them. I have a baseball bat near the door just in case I have to get physical.
Got to set all my clocks and my VCR. Oh well, might as well get started on that soup I never did make yesterday. Bastards! Threw off my whole schedule.
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