Right. OF COURSE my dad would decide to make his triannual two hour phonecall of rambling weirdness this morning, and OF COURSE my power would go out for three hours this afternoon. It is the way life works, livejournal. I know that because I'm old and
We are not even going to talk about the fact that the power went out because I boiled water. NO. And how was I to know the main breaker is not in that one big green locked box, warranting multiple testy phonecalls to the condo service company because of the locking? HOW INDEED. I wasn't born knowing everything, you know. Criminy jeez.
Okay, gotta go! I have this one story thing to write, or something.