Sep. 18th, 2014

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This morning I thought I woke up to some idiot's alarm going off at six.

Rreep, rreep, rreep.
*pause*
Rreep, rreep, rreep.


I eventually figured out that it was actually the UPS, and we'd lost power. I had a brief few moments of terror at the thought of our electricity being cut off due to nonpayment, since we've been here over a month and they haven't sent me a bill yet, but none of the lights were on in the building next door either.

One of the exciting things about living in a hi-rise is that when you lose power, you also lose water, because there's no way for the water to get that high. Those dystopian cyberpunk arcologies packed full of people? Those are actually a triumph of civil engineering and municipal utility services.

[personal profile] uilos and I grumped at each other for a bit and then went down to have breakfast at the restaurant across the train tracks. Except that they'd lost power as well, so we grumped a bit more and hiked over to the nearby Burger King. (I really like Burger King breakfasts. I don't know why. I don't like other fast food breakfasts, and I don't like anything else Burger King does, but two egg and cheese croissants and french toast sticks and orange juice and tea that's not quite terrible makes for a decent breakfast.)

She headed off to work and I hung out at BK with my laptop, leaching internet off my phone, until sometime after nineish when the laptop battery started to run down. I wandered home and napped for a bit. I tried complaining to the cats about the lack of power but they were too busy complaining to me about the lack of warmth to do anything about it.

No water means no toilet, so at elevenish I went out for lunch despite not being very hungry.

The power finally came back on a little before one. The hot water is clear again after twenty minutes or so of running it.

Yuck.

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"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen

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