standing on a hilltop wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards.'
Well, it was pretty fantastically 'Pocalyptic there for a while. And The University having two snow-days in a month might be considered a pretty intimidating harbinger.
Today, not yesterday. Yesterday was its own damn thing. The Snowpocalypse, Part One: Slushpocalypse came first. And then I go tall the way to work, and apparently? One of our transformers blew. And our old, POS heaters caught fire. Yeah. They were put out by the time I got there, but the damage was done. So we personally got a "Building Slightly On Fire, No Power Or Heat"...Day. Less catchy, slightly cooler. And if not for the snow day, we would all be at the main library today. (Well, I wouldn't, because I had planned to take today off any way. But now I don't have to blow vacation time.) And who knows what's going to happen on Monday.
So the last 36 hours have been kind of chaotic. But now? Sun is out, birds are chirping, walk is shoveled, and the NJ Transit buses, SEPTA, and AMTRAK are all up and running.
So, I will pretty myself up slightly, put on my dancing shoes (i.e., my pink/purple plaid Vans), and head down to the City of Brotherly.
For to see FLOGGING MOLLY. (For the first time in my personal experience.) 8:30 PM, Electric Factory. Even if it means catching the late night Amtrak because I missed the last regional rail, I *will* see this concert.
It is on, bitches. Or as the French might say, CE PASSE, CE SOIR....uh, bitches.
bwahaha.
Today, not yesterday. Yesterday was its own damn thing. The Snowpocalypse, Part One: Slushpocalypse came first. And then I go tall the way to work, and apparently? One of our transformers blew. And our old, POS heaters caught fire. Yeah. They were put out by the time I got there, but the damage was done. So we personally got a "Building Slightly On Fire, No Power Or Heat"...Day. Less catchy, slightly cooler. And if not for the snow day, we would all be at the main library today. (Well, I wouldn't, because I had planned to take today off any way. But now I don't have to blow vacation time.) And who knows what's going to happen on Monday.
So the last 36 hours have been kind of chaotic. But now? Sun is out, birds are chirping, walk is shoveled, and the NJ Transit buses, SEPTA, and AMTRAK are all up and running.
So, I will pretty myself up slightly, put on my dancing shoes (i.e., my pink/purple plaid Vans), and head down to the City of Brotherly.
For to see FLOGGING MOLLY. (For the first time in my personal experience.) 8:30 PM, Electric Factory. Even if it means catching the late night Amtrak because I missed the last regional rail, I *will* see this concert.
It is on, bitches. Or as the French might say, CE PASSE, CE SOIR....uh, bitches.
bwahaha.