Auntie Em, Auntie Em It’s A Twista!
around 4:30 yesterday afternoon i get a call from derek asking me to join him and damon for an impromptu hurricane party. i quickly oblige as sitting in my apartment is becoming quite a nuisance. as we drank pbr and gin and tonics the power went out and the apartment filled with people. it was a fun little party. i got a severe case of the hiccups and decided to call it a night.
when i got home the power came back on for about half an hour and then i was stuck in the dark again. i did not sleep well as the trees kept scraping the windows and molly cate had an anxiety attack every 2 minutes.
things are now okay. the power is on and i’m finishing my book. i’m quite sleepy so a nap is not too far away.
hey ’splodey, i tried calling you last night but i keep getting a “all phone lines are busy, please try your call again later” message and i can’t seem to catch you on myspace. i’ll talk to you later if all is well or i’ll catch up with you tomorrow.
August 30th, 2005 at 3:21 pm
yeah, i got that same message trying to call you. and then trying to call my dad, so apparently if your home network is in the ham then you’re screwed for cell service.
i caught you on myspace last night and again like twenty seconds ago but the stupid fucking thing won’t work right from my end, as you know. i’d kick it to see if that solves the problem, but how does one kick software? never trust something you can’t kick.
anyway, i’ll be on tonight … all is - well, i’m still alive, so at least there’s that. plus i’ll be home in less than two days, whoo-hoodily-hoo!
August 31st, 2005 at 12:00 am
damn damn damn damn damn damn dammit goddammit. oh and by the way, godammit.
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