yesterday... february fourteenth... two thousand seven.
also known as this robots manufacture date.
i wake up... unplug myself from the wall and throw on a pair of jeans.
it's freezing!
i yawn... take a look out the window... and notice that the weather is not so good.
shit weather... on my birthday? NEVER
::chortle::
i throw on a trogdor hoody
(burninating EVERYTHING)
and run downstairs.
no time for coffee...
gotta take chris and dad to work... i need the vehicle today.
boots... hmm... ::thinks:: boots... where are they?
jackpot.
i throw on my boots... grab a scarf and a pair of gloves and i'm out the door.
"CHRIS! grab my cigarettes! and don't forget to close both doors!"
i get in the van... mmm... it's warm.
dad and chris pile in... dad in the back... chris in the passanger seat... me driving...
chris is fucking with the radio...
"TURN IT BACK TO G ROCK! i'm driving... it's my say"
i look at the clock... it's quarter to nine...
fifteen minutes to get from here to point pleasant... on a shit day? not happening.
"you guys are gonna be late"
dad says "it's ok... just be careful, the roads are horrible"
::grins:: "come on... i'm from detroit... this is my natural habitat" and then i take a hit of the smoke chris handed me.
it's natural... it's normal... it's a wednesday.
i drive the guys to work...
coming home was a bit nasty... i could deal without all of this snow... but it can't stay beautiful all the time... right?
(i should be in hawaii)
so i get home... in one piece...
grab phone... text chris "i'm alive"
he replies "oh good. i don't date dead girls"
i run up to the door shivering. it's LOCKED!
we NEVER lock our doors... EVER EVER
EVER
grab phone... call trashley...
"why is the door locked??!?!"
"i didn't hear you... i'm coming"
::padpadpad::
::shivershivershiver::
::click::
"we have no power"
::grins::
WONDERFUL!
i come inside... the phone rings...
"atarah, hi! how are you? this is eileen from (insert title company name here) you're still available for the closing today... right?"
::nods slowly::
"mm... yeah. BUT, i haven't got the fed ex pack yet... it was supposed to be priority overnight eileen... and the weather we are having here is HORRIBLE! it's going to take me about three hours to get up to kearny, and i don't have the package yet."
"it's ok, let me make some calls," she replies, "oh, and happy birthday!"
"thanks. talk to you soon. ::CLICK::"
so i decide it's time to shower. at least we have hot water.
i hop in the shower while listening to the playlist that steevee made me for valentines day/my birthday. it includes neat stuff like O-ZONE and shiny toy guns.
::lather rinse repeat::
out of the shower.
still no fed ex... which means no docs.
can't do a closing without docs now can i?
(the answer is no)
i sit down with my copy of good omens with all three dogs curled around me... just chillin. i can't play video games with no power... or play on the internet... besides... i like to read.
about an hour goes by...
she says she loves me but... she comes and goes when she pleases... when the door shuts... it's like another paper cut... and i'm stuck with a hand full of bandaids (ringtone)
"hello this is atarah" (cheery work voice)
"hi atarah, it's eileen. i just spoke with tom, the buyers attorny, he says we can just print out the docs from his office"
"ok, let me get dressed and i'll head out. but i have no power, so it's going to be a couple. i have to call a friend and have them feed me mapquest directions. i'll give you a call when i am on my way. thanks eileen"
::click::
dressed... gotta get dressed... wow... what a day so far.
so i get dressed... and i get ready to go.
i start the car... come back in... sit down for five minutes.
go out and leave.
it takes me FOURTY FIVE MINUTES to make a normally ten minute drive to the parkway.
::breathe atarah... just breathe::
it's going to take me FOREVER to get there. fuck this...
i pick up my phone and dial eileen...
just as i dial a tree branch falls onto my van. real fucking nice. ahh... the perfect excuse.
"hi eileen... it's atarah. look, i'm really sorry for all the delay, but i'm having some issues here. the weather is really bad... and i swerved to get out of the way of a falling tree branch and i am stuck in a snow pile...
uh huh...
uh huh...
yeah, i am ok but i don't know how long it's going to take until i can get out of here...
uh huh... uh huh...
call me with an update... i'll call you when i am free. thanks eileen"
::click:: NEXT!
"hey dad... i got out of my closing... i'm going to head back up there to get you guys... i'm gonna be early... but it just makes more sense."
so i hop on the parkway and drive.
ten miles down and the snow is pretty much gone... gotta love exit 100. the second you get there it turns from winter to spring.
i get to chris' work... and hang. he takes forever.
we go get dad... and drive back up to home.
still no power.
"now what?"
dad suggests birthday dinner.
we go to an awesome little microbrewery about twenty minutes away. they have power there... and beer... and food...
and...
and...
a valentines rush.
so we sit at the bar and drink.
when dinner is over we head back home...
STILL NO POWER.
that's right kiddies... i went about a full twenty four hours with no computer and no video games... i nearly died.
anywho... chris and i head out to our local bar.
we drink... we meet up with friends... we enjoy.
midnight: we come home.
birthday sex and bed.
i wake up this morning and the power is on...
but still no cable.
which means no internet.
but i can deal, at least i have enchanted arms.
so i play ... forever.
and now i am back. i think. maybe for good.
sorry if you missed me...
but that was the extent of my birthday.
thanks for all the happy birthdays and all of that.
i heart all of you.
