Mar 04, 2007 16:45
Hot update. Brace yourselves.
My breath smells like grapefruit and popcorn. Pretty sure I haven't eaten popcorn in a number of years. This vile acidity makes sense though, but has been largely combatted with fennel and peppermint.
Power zapped for 1.5 days. Longer than ever--as in, in all my whole silly existence, I have not been so long without heat when needed, and cold when needed, and music in my ears, and light by which to read, save those flickering wicks. I circled my room in drippy wax and huddled into myself and somehow managed to feel safe, comfortable, protected, in the midst of my "removal". In every instance I can recall, restoration of electricity results in a crushing bout of disappointment and the return of all those low humming, droning everyday noises is like a vampire prodding at my neck but never quite clamping down. Rude bastard bloodsucker might as well go on and SUCK IT. I miss the simplicity.
It was rather treacherous out there.