ABOUT TIME

Dec. 5th, 2008 03:02 pm
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So this morning after I got out of the shower, I began to hear an ungodly thudding and ripping above my head. This would be roofers stomping around, tearing the twelve layers of tarp off the roof in preparation to actually, y’know, FIX IT.

\o/

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Lord bless and keep you, Barry’s Burger Barn. They continue to amaze me by having, of all things, Ramune soda. Also the best cheeseburger I’ve ever had in my entire life.

It’s now looking like there’s more stuff open than closed around here, so hopefully I’ll get to go back to work soon.

And they’re working on the roof right now. The cats are not pleased with all the hammering going on up there, but after I sprinkled some catnip on the carpet they’re not freaking out quite so much about it.

Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.

ffffffff.

Sep. 16th, 2008 10:06 pm
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Cleared out the closet today. Very little seems to have been leaked on. Needed to do this anyway and get rid of a whole lot of clothes that a) don’t fit anymore, b) are old enough to fit me again but are horribly dated, c) are old enough to fit me again but are in terrible repair, and/or d) shit I would never in a million years wear even in my apartment and have no idea why I even have. Changed my sheets. Baked a loaf of bread for Stepmom to take to my cousin. Stepmom never came to pick bread up. Maybe she assumed I would bring it to her. Guess I’ll do that in the morning.

Tried a couple of times to apply for temporary unemployment $$$ seeing as how Aunt Boss has been told that it may take up to two weeks to get power on at the shop, and our shop kind of can’t operate without power and Aunt Boss can’t very well pay me under those circumstances. Keep getting told the system is unavailable for routine maintenance. Will call and raise hell tomorrow morning if it does not get fixed soon.

Played Fatal Frame for a while. See that Barry’s Burger Barn and Red Lobster are open. I think I can fit a good burger into my budget.

Oh, and there’s a tiger loose on Bolivar Peninsula.

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\o/

Sep. 15th, 2008 09:07 pm
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Kroger is open! They have no ice and no bread and are not selling perishable things, but you know what? They have bread machine mixes, and I have a bread machine and electricity. They also had stuff like tortillas and pita bread. But never mind that, I have a loaf of hot bread, oh god it is so good after three days of cold rolls and rice balls. ♥

Walgreen’s was also open, but I didn’ go in there.

The Chronicle tells me that Hooters, of all places, is open.

I heard people walking around on the roof earlier. I don’t think they actually fixed anything, but at least they were looking at shit. Some lady in one of the nearby apartments was apparently bitching and whining at the maintenance man about when they were going to fix her stained ceiling. Lady, please shut up, I want them to fix the damn ROOF because I’m afraid if it rains one more time my ceiling is going to CAVE IN. FUCK UR CEILING.

My bedroom is mostly cleaned up and the bits where the carpet got just damp enough to stink have been aired out and Carpet Freshed and vacuumed. The ceiling is still ugly, but at least the bedroom doesn’t smell like a wet dog and I can, y’know, just not look at the ceiling. I still need to go through the leaky side of the closet and see if anything else in there got leaked on.

Yesterday on the way to Mom’s house I saw a house whose windows were boarded up… with, like two or three 2×4s on each window with huge gaps between them. I wish I’d had my camera, because that was screaming for a “you’re doing it wrong” macro.

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SUPER SEVEN AT FRESA AND LAFFERTY IS OPEN. THEY HAVE BEER.

…ahem.

Also, Schlotzky’s at Spencer and Burke was open but packed when went by. Bernal Meat Market on Pasadena Blvd. also appeared to be open, but had a line going way out the door.

Went by Mom’s house to check things out, cleaned up the yard a little, called her to let her know the house was mostly okay and was told to eat whatever was in the kitchen that might be edible. So I had crackers and spray cheese for lunch. \o/

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drip

Sep. 14th, 2008 09:53 am
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Hmm. There seems to be a leak I missed yesterday in the bedroom closet. Fortunately it’s a tiny one and it’s on the side I use as a closet, not the side I use as an office. This morning’s thunderstorm (WTF, nature, that’s enough out of you, stop that) alerted me to its drippy presence.

And of course not an hour after I clear stuff out and put a bucket under the drip, it stops dripping. There’s about a tablespoon of water in the bucket. NOT THAT I AM COMPLAINING ABOUT THIS

Just in case, I cleared stuff out of the bedroom under the water stains on the ceiling (some of which kind of look like an abstract goatse from the bed) and put trash bags all over the floor. I poked a couple of holes in the stains yesterday to make sure there wasn’t fifty gallons of standing water up there and nothing came out, they’re just damp spots with no puddles behind them. Still, I moved the TV, VCR, and PS2 into the living room, where they’ll probably stay. Having them in the bedroom didn’t work out as well as I’d hoped anyway, and if I do get the urge to watch a movie in bed I now have a laptop with a DVD drive.

If it ever stops raining I may board the bike and see if any restaurants are open.

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!!!!!!!!

Sep. 13th, 2008 08:40 pm
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About an hour ago:

Me: [lying in bed; now that we kind of want some wind there is not much] Ugggggh. [dozes]

Wind: [picks up minuscule amount]

Bedroom door: [creaks much like it did while the worst of the wind was pounding on the apartment]

Me: [wide awake] GAAAAAAAH IN THE BATHROOM NOW NOW NOW …asdjkhgasd. [gropes for flashlight, finds wee can of WD-40, savagely attacks door]

Bedroom door: [silence]

Me: Ahh. [returns to bed] [dozes]

Lights on building across street, which I cussed since their installation because they are aimed right at my bedroom window: WHEEEEEEEEEEEE

Radio in living room: WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE

People outside: OMG POWER

Me: [treads air for several seconds] OH GOD NOW WHAT–wait, no, this is good :D [turns on air conditioner, computer, and fan, acquires cool beverage]

CONGRATURATION THIS STORY IS HAPPY END

P.S. Thank you all for your warm fuzzies and happy thoughts, and more of the same to the folks that also sat through this shit last night.

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THAT SUCKED AND I’M NEVER DOING IT AGAIN. Not in this apartment, anyway. Next time, if I have to ride a hurricane out by myself, I do it at Mom’s. It’s not so much with the great big windows you cannot possibly position a bed to avoid shrapnel from. Also not so much with the scary noises.

So power is out, who knows for how long, and there is apparently some roof damage here–there are some damp spots on my ceiling. Apparently, the really scary noise that spurred me into camping out in the bathroom from about 5 in the morning until about 10 or so was just the rain gutter peeling off and flapping around and occasionally bonking things. I swear to God it sounded like the entire roof was peeling up like a sardine can. OTHER THAN THAT AND NEEDING ABOUT FIFTY BEERS OR PERHAPS THIS SINGLE LEFTOVER MOJITO AND ALSO ABOUT A WEEK OF SLEEP IN MY ACTUAL BED, I’M GREAT

I spent most of the night on my little sofa, which is too short for even my short ass to properly stretch out on, which was crammed into the hall. And then the aforementioned scary noises chased me and the cats into the bathroom. I would have gone to the farm with Mom, but I figured it was heading there too and if the shit came down, at least Pasadena has, you know, facilities.

I’ve only got about an hour and a half of battery life on the laptop, so just letting y’all know I’m not dead.

Also that there were stupid people out here partying and cheering for exploding transformers until like one in the morning.

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what

Sep. 12th, 2008 05:02 pm
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Guy in a bear suit playing in the water in Galveston.

Please, no furbashing.

Stupidpersonbashing A-OK.

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HURRICANE: WHAT AN ADVENTURE.

Aunt Boss kicked me out of work around noon, with paycheck. Cool.

I got to the bank just in time to watch every person who worked at said bank walk out to their cars, smiling and waving at me. Yes, the bank was closed.

Guess who then got to pedal halfway across town to cash her damn paycheck? Yes.

So I went back to the grocery store containing the closed effing bank, because I needed cat food and litter and toilet paper. And a pitcher. Because see, I know a secret.

There is this thing in my kitchen. Actually, I’ve got two of them in the bathroom too. You turn a knob, and water comes out of it. And if you use it to fill containers up before the storm hits (never mind the fact that as far as I can remember, even during Allison, our tap water supply was not contaminated or cut off), YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE A RUDE TWAT AND GET ALL PISSED OFF AT THE CASHIER BECAUSE YOU CAN’T LIFT YOUR TEN CASES OF BOTTLED WATER TO SHOW THEIR BARCODES TO THE U-SCAN THAT YOU AND YOUR BASKET FULL OF SHIT SHOULDN’T EVEN BE USING IN THE FIRST PLACE, WHAT PART OF 15 ITEMS OR LESS DO YOU NOT GET?

…no, I’m okay, really.

Then I came home and had a mojito and a cigarette. First one in over two years. Yes, I bought one pack. I will probably throw most of it away. But it was that or try to find a different substance to smoke, and I’ll stick with the one that is a) cheaper and b) less likely to get me a partyv& ride. I REGRET NOTHING. except not buying an ashtray. oh well, that’s what outside is for.

Then I changed out of my sweaty bike clothes and took a nap with my kitty. And now I’m listening to the radio. Yeah, I’m staying put. Out of my entire family and all its houses in this town, strangely enough, my shithole apartment fared better than any of them during and after Rita. My power was back on the next day and may have never gone out. And the only time I’ve ever seen this street running in front of it flood ever was Allison, and it didn’t even come up to the first-floor apartment doors. So I’ll be fine.

ugggggggggh just go away stupid hurricane.

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Oh.

Sep. 11th, 2008 10:09 am
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Right. It’s September 11, isn’t it.

Forgive me for not reflecting on 9/11, but I have more important things to worry about today.

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It is a special storm that can completely ruin my weekend before it even comes close to making landfall.

Also, let the price gouging begin. ffs.

Happy Labor Day weekend, folks.

Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.

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Coming to you live from the middle of the STORM OF THE CENTURY OMG. Some small whippy trees are actually wiggling out there. And the street is damp. IT’S TERRIBLE, JUST TERRIBLE. OH, THE HUMANITY.

Kidding aside: yeah, this is kind of a whole bunch of nothing. ForecastFox tells me the current wind speed is about 22 MPH. The current radar picture it shows me indicates that the storm is right on top of us. There’s a few power outages here and there. There’s a little flooding here and there. There are probably some broken trees here and there. As tropical storms go, this one is pretty pitiful. NOT THAT I AM COMPLAINING, MIND YOU.

So I got today off on account of OMGSTORM. I slept till 10. It was great. I may brave the elements and go downstairs to feed a dollar to a Coke machine in a while.

Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.

OKAY PEOPLE

Aug. 4th, 2008 07:29 pm
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PUT THAT CASE OF BOTTLED WATER DOWN FOR A MINUTE AND LISTEN UP.

Most of you charming folks I ran into at the grocery store today have lived here for some time. Your whole lives, some of you. And a couple of months ago, “hay guys, hurricane season’s here, you might wanna keep some bottled water and shit around just in case, ‘kay?” was all over the news.

So why is it, that when I am at the store with one bag of cat food and one bottle of Sprite, I have to fight my way past a bottled-water-assimilating clot of rude people in the middle of the aisle and then, then wait in line behind twenty of you fuckers with carts full of water and crackers and powdered milk and Vienna weenies because you think an approaching tropical storm that at last estimate was not even supposed to gain enough XP to level up to “hurricane” lifts the “15 items or less” limit on the express lane?

As the old bumper sticker says, “lack of preparation on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part.” Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful already in possession of ample bottled water and non-perishable food and not tripping balls over a wee tropical storm that’s projected to be at the weak end of the “tropical storm” scale when it hits.

Seriously. SERIOUSLY. Have any of you even looked at a satellite image today? Do you notice how this tropical storm has been kind of scraping the coast? Do you remember how Rita did that and ended up burning itself down from a category 5 to a category 3 before it hit? Yes, I know, anything can happen, but the chances of this storm up and going OH HAI, I’M IN UR GULF, BECOMIN CAT 5 HURRICANE LOL before it hits are astronomically fucking slim. We are not going to die. If Carla, Alicia, Allison, and Rita didn’t kill us, I’m pretty sure this little guy won’t either.

Please go drink a beer or smoke a doobie or boink the spouse or whatever the hell it is you do to settle down.

Originally published at Fire of Unknown Origin. You can comment here or there.

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