Snowpocalypse 2: Revenge of the Snow
You know, usually I love the snow and the ice and the cold and other such related things but I have currently had it up to HERE with them. Storytime.
So. We lost power Friday night. We had to spend all of Saturday partyin' old-school, by which I mean reading books by firelight. I read most of Proust Was A Neuroscientist, which was exciting, and a few chapters Sex Drives: Fantasies of Fascism in Literary Modernism, which is alarmingly dry for the saucy title, but still pretty interesting. At least we have a gas fireplace, which is lovely except it smells like it's going to kill you. This did not prevent the house from reaching a balmy 50 degrees, and also did not prevent my sisters from going insane and trying to murder each other. After a romantic dinner of oddly-cooked food by the light of leftover memorial candles, and a few hours using up the entire battery on my PSP (whose life is ridiculously short), I took a double dose of sleeping pills and slept for 14 hours because there was nothing better to do. (A druggie? Me? No, my dears, it is merely a deep enough knowledge of medication to prescribe my own doses. Really. Really.)
Situations did not magically improve overnight. We got our power back for about 10 minutes, which was almost exciting, but which did not make the house any warmer, so really it was more of a cruel joke by the power company. I myself spent the day under 5 blankets wearing 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, and 2 pairs of socks. It was toasty. In desperation, at 3 we decided to attempt an escape from Alcatraz. Our grandma's friend's son is a trucker of the truckiest variety, so we got him to come down to the end of our street and pick us up. We were so enthusiastic about the whole prospect that we tried to get into the first truck we saw, which ended up belonging to some poor completely unrelated fellow. *awkward turtle* The correct truck was decorated with skulls on every surface and a real hawk's talon hanging from the rear-view mirror, which was alarming, but frankly it was far warmer in that car than anywhere I had been for the past day and a half. Plus my sisters and I got to escape.
So anyway, right now I'm in my grandma's apartment, quite warm and burning my brains out on video games. (Currently playing: Dissidia and Phantasy Star 0. Both RPG/fighting games, and both good times.) It's kind of cramped here - I'll have to sleep on the floor - but I appreciate the body heat. As soon as we got inside my sisters sprang straight for the TV, the poor deprived children. I myself am glad I got to see The Who play at the Superbowl halftime show, though my grandma found the music disgruntling. Now that I am at liberty to use a computer, I'll try and catch up on all the goings-on on LJ here, but don't expect me around much. After all, now that I have a word processor and am able to do all the homework I didn't do over the weekend... I shudder a bit to think of it. At least school is pre-emptively cancelled Monday and Tuesday, and we're expecting even more snow, so I expect further cancellations. I have faith in the wimpitude of the school district. Time to read all the built-up Fandom!Secrets now...