power outages, spiders, and aids
freakin power died on me this morning.
i was in the bathroom combing my hair (desperately need a haircut here, folks) and waiting for my bread to evolve into toast when suddenly everything just died. this was a mere 5 minutes before my bus was supposed to come, and i still hadn't changed yet.
i dont know about you guys, but it was really dark at 7:30am. i fumbled around in the dark looking for my flashlight, vaguely remembering having left it on the table next to my couch (along with a ton of other crap). after somehow finding it, i ran into my room to change as precious minutes were ticking. then i ran to the kitchen and thought screw the half-toasted bread. MUTANT! HERETIC! shortly before grabbing a handful of granola bars and shoving them into my bag. then i kinda stood there wondering what next. did i blow a fuse? should i try to call my landlord from work? i took a peek out the window. there's a hospital across the street, and obviously their power's all good so that was fruitless. i turned around and noticed light was coming from the basement door (yes, i have a basement. unfurnished, however). this made me very confused.
so i shrugged whatever and proceeded to stuff things into my pockets (wallet, keys, bus pass, security pass, pen), threw on my jacket and walked outside. upon reaching the end of my treacherously icy driveway, i noticed something of interest. down either side of the street, the only light to be seen was coming from A) one side of the road and B) cars. the traffic lights were out, as were streetlights on my side. at this point i was thinking okay, now, either all these things are on the same fuse as my apartment [and what a fuse that would be!] or the power's out. hmmmm, i wonder which it is.
and this, my friends, was the start to my day.
i was supposed to shower this morning, too. but i guess the power outage is no excuse since it happened 5 minutes before i left.. ... i should really need to go do that now. BLEH!
other things i need:
my spider death count is up to 3. two of them were black and kinda roundish, they made rather gooey messes. the third was a brown spider on the wall in my bathroom. there's another one living on a web between the garbage and wall in my bathroom, i havn't bothered to kill it because it stays in its web like a good little spider should. the other ones were misbehaving. i dont mind them if they dont go looking for food.
i learned an interesting detail about my home today. i can't remember if i mentioned this previously, but this house used to belong to the hospital and was bought by some people who split it into four parts for rental.
as it turns out, the hospital used to use this house as HIV housing. .. ... ... that's just more motivation to kill those spiders before they bite me and give me aids. but really... i should be fine, right? like, even if someone with HIV did happen to bleed a little on a nail that's sticking out of a wall and i happen to get cut on it, there's no way the virus could survive on crusted dry blood for 3 years right? ...... right? well i havn't been cut yet but now im .. just.. very afraid to be. GAH. also, the cigarette smell is pretty much gone, replaced with a strange.. uh.. sort of murkyish smell. guess i gotta use that baking soda i bought the other day.
i was in the bathroom combing my hair (desperately need a haircut here, folks) and waiting for my bread to evolve into toast when suddenly everything just died. this was a mere 5 minutes before my bus was supposed to come, and i still hadn't changed yet.
i dont know about you guys, but it was really dark at 7:30am. i fumbled around in the dark looking for my flashlight, vaguely remembering having left it on the table next to my couch (along with a ton of other crap). after somehow finding it, i ran into my room to change as precious minutes were ticking. then i ran to the kitchen and thought screw the half-toasted bread. MUTANT! HERETIC! shortly before grabbing a handful of granola bars and shoving them into my bag. then i kinda stood there wondering what next. did i blow a fuse? should i try to call my landlord from work? i took a peek out the window. there's a hospital across the street, and obviously their power's all good so that was fruitless. i turned around and noticed light was coming from the basement door (yes, i have a basement. unfurnished, however). this made me very confused.
so i shrugged whatever and proceeded to stuff things into my pockets (wallet, keys, bus pass, security pass, pen), threw on my jacket and walked outside. upon reaching the end of my treacherously icy driveway, i noticed something of interest. down either side of the street, the only light to be seen was coming from A) one side of the road and B) cars. the traffic lights were out, as were streetlights on my side. at this point i was thinking okay, now, either all these things are on the same fuse as my apartment [and what a fuse that would be!] or the power's out. hmmmm, i wonder which it is.
and this, my friends, was the start to my day.
i was supposed to shower this morning, too. but i guess the power outage is no excuse since it happened 5 minutes before i left.. ... i should really need to go do that now. BLEH!
other things i need:
- a haircut
- a life
- motivation
- exercise
- new clothes
- friends that dont live on the internet, at least for the next 3 months
- final fantasy xii & god of war ii
my spider death count is up to 3. two of them were black and kinda roundish, they made rather gooey messes. the third was a brown spider on the wall in my bathroom. there's another one living on a web between the garbage and wall in my bathroom, i havn't bothered to kill it because it stays in its web like a good little spider should. the other ones were misbehaving. i dont mind them if they dont go looking for food.
i learned an interesting detail about my home today. i can't remember if i mentioned this previously, but this house used to belong to the hospital and was bought by some people who split it into four parts for rental.
as it turns out, the hospital used to use this house as HIV housing. .. ... ... that's just more motivation to kill those spiders before they bite me and give me aids. but really... i should be fine, right? like, even if someone with HIV did happen to bleed a little on a nail that's sticking out of a wall and i happen to get cut on it, there's no way the virus could survive on crusted dry blood for 3 years right? ...... right? well i havn't been cut yet but now im .. just.. very afraid to be. GAH. also, the cigarette smell is pretty much gone, replaced with a strange.. uh.. sort of murkyish smell. guess i gotta use that baking soda i bought the other day.