I Hope the Chicken Didn't Spoil

My power shorted out today. Well, I blew a fuse. Not such a big deal, really. IF you know how to fix them. I had a vague idea about fuses and shorts and such like, but I had no idea what had really happened when all of a sudden my apartment went quiet and the microwave stopped working. I walked out into the living room and my computer had shut down and all the clocks were dark. It was eerie. I thought the power had gone out in the whole building, as sometimes happens here during storms, but I peeked out my peephole and the lights in the hallway were still on. So it was just my place.

Of course, this all would have been simple and uncomplicated if I had a phone and could call my landlord. But of course my mobile phone has been acting weird and refusing to hold a charge, so I didn't have my phone. It was plugged in. To attempt to make it charge.

I had enough sense not to open the refrigerator or freezer and let the cold out. However, my only option at that moment was to head to my parents' house to try using one of their chargers and then call my landlord. I left my plate of pad thai in the microwave because I was afraid to open the fridge and took a shower. I grabbed my Sufjan Stevens CD and got in my car.

I spent the last four and a half hours at my mom and dad's trying to get my phone to charge, eating their food, and watching their television. I thought, "I should have brought my laundry." My landlord called and told me that all I had to do was go in the basement and flip the breaker. Sheesh. I finally got my phone's battery to hold a charge by putting it in my mother's phone, then I left. I came back, turned the power on, and went back upstairs. I checked the contents of the fridge after a few minutes, and the bacon looks a little peaked, but everything else seems to have held up. Might have to cook that bacon tomorrow, though. Oh darn. ;)

Don't you wish you were here?