There's been no power at 1705 Palomar Drive for close to 3 days now. It sucks, but I guess getting killed by a tsunami is worse. Therefore, I must cope and not complain.
The house is cold, like 48 degrees cold. It's like camping but with carpet and a comfortable bed with THREE pillows.
I had planned on taking a trip to Akron this weekend but that's fallen through due to a lack of motivation and interest. We'll see what my motivation is for going up to Detroit next weekend.
My hands smell like a campfire and for some odd reason, I find it comforting, like snuggling up to a warm body that smells of apple shampoo.
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