I've been tricked by SATAN!
So I was out all night Saturday, playing video games and breaking September*, and came home to no damned power in the back of the house. Back of the house meaning, in this instance: my room, the kitchen, the office (modem, router, etc.), the socket (not the lights) in the bathroom, and the dining room. The sitting room, front porch lights, and cynstress's room were all good.
After a half hour or so of running down to the basement and flipping circuits trying to find the magic combination that would bring power and music and internet back to me, I gave it up as a bad job and called the landlord. It wasn't just us, all the units in the house are out power in the back. I was able to get intermittent wifi through the mysterious and unstable "linksys" for an hour or so in the morning then, nothing.
Lots of fuss and bother and handymen and insane neighbors telling their woes later... still no power. But La Cyn and I daisy-chained a bunch of power strips and extension cords and we now have a coffee bar in the living room and an operational refrigerator, but still no cooking can be achieved because our stove, although gas, is electric start. And so we had pizza for dinner.
It was a tough call.
Now ComEd is here, hopefully not fucking things up more more more.
Please to enjoy mocking this Delicate Flower who sent me this delightful message this morning:
Subject: i [sic] tell ya the truth..
I'm responding to your ass, nice. Now that I'm here, can you share about the atheism? Why, what happened, where did satan [sic] trick you. By the way, that's a trick question cause I'm sure you don't know you've been tricked. That's one of his tricks. Call it research on my part. If you respond, try not to be too vulgar with your in depth vocabulary and overly narcissistic sense of your intelligience [sic]. I've been around, and would love to chat maturely with you if at all possible, don't be offended, surprise me.
God Bless,
Actually, I'm not offended that he's responding to my ass because it is nice, thank you very much. I'm just offended by EVERYthing else in his e-mail. Especially the assumption that I am under any obligation to entertain or surprise on demand.
He's more offensive than the guy who sent me a picture of his dick as his introductory message.
I have series one of Battlestar Galactica here. Are you people HAPPY NOW? Still trying, somewhat in vain I suspect, to ward off the teevee addiction I broke while out of the country.
AND in news of the AWESOME: pescana is coming to visit THIS WEEKEND. YAY! Really, I think I've seen more of her since I've been in Viet Nam and Chicago than when we lived in the same city. I'll be taking her up to my Glamorous Hometown for a day to meet the lovely and amazing seriouspenguin and hopefully the Penguin Consort, as to what else we'll do whilst there, who the hell knows, because someone moved everything around while I was gone.
*In an awesome, unexpected, and satisfying way. Additionally, it should be noted that I suck at video games.
After a half hour or so of running down to the basement and flipping circuits trying to find the magic combination that would bring power and music and internet back to me, I gave it up as a bad job and called the landlord. It wasn't just us, all the units in the house are out power in the back. I was able to get intermittent wifi through the mysterious and unstable "linksys" for an hour or so in the morning then, nothing.
Lots of fuss and bother and handymen and insane neighbors telling their woes later... still no power. But La Cyn and I daisy-chained a bunch of power strips and extension cords and we now have a coffee bar in the living room and an operational refrigerator, but still no cooking can be achieved because our stove, although gas, is electric start. And so we had pizza for dinner.
It was a tough call.
Now ComEd is here, hopefully not fucking things up more more more.
Please to enjoy mocking this Delicate Flower who sent me this delightful message this morning:
Subject: i [sic] tell ya the truth..
I'm responding to your ass, nice. Now that I'm here, can you share about the atheism? Why, what happened, where did satan [sic] trick you. By the way, that's a trick question cause I'm sure you don't know you've been tricked. That's one of his tricks. Call it research on my part. If you respond, try not to be too vulgar with your in depth vocabulary and overly narcissistic sense of your intelligience [sic]. I've been around, and would love to chat maturely with you if at all possible, don't be offended, surprise me.
God Bless,
Actually, I'm not offended that he's responding to my ass because it is nice, thank you very much. I'm just offended by EVERYthing else in his e-mail. Especially the assumption that I am under any obligation to entertain or surprise on demand.
He's more offensive than the guy who sent me a picture of his dick as his introductory message.
I have series one of Battlestar Galactica here. Are you people HAPPY NOW? Still trying, somewhat in vain I suspect, to ward off the teevee addiction I broke while out of the country.
AND in news of the AWESOME: pescana is coming to visit THIS WEEKEND. YAY! Really, I think I've seen more of her since I've been in Viet Nam and Chicago than when we lived in the same city. I'll be taking her up to my Glamorous Hometown for a day to meet the lovely and amazing seriouspenguin and hopefully the Penguin Consort, as to what else we'll do whilst there, who the hell knows, because someone moved everything around while I was gone.
*In an awesome, unexpected, and satisfying way. Additionally, it should be noted that I suck at video games.