I haven't been up this early since I was in school (except for a couple days on the tour). I don't mean this early as in 10:00, but as in 8:15. I've been cleaning my apartment since then. I scrubbed up the vomit that was left behind (yesterday, I got the gross part, but not everything), hid the dirty laundry in the closet and vacuumed. The father-in-law just left. He dropped off a bunch of food, on his way to bring the Bompie to the hospital. It's not good times for old Johnny. Blood. I can only hope for the best. I'm feeling a lot better than I was yesterday. It's funny, my hangovers seem to be more mental than physical. Sure, sometimes, I get it physically, but usually, it's just a small headache. But, I can't control my mind. I spent yesterday very confused and extremely irritable. It was especially bad considering I had to work in the cafe. I should not be in a service position when I'm so damn cranky.
A year ago, I was starting day 3 of the blackout after Hurricane Juan. I didn't have a blog to write about Juan then, and now it seems ridiculous to recount the impact it had here in light of poor Florida this year. I mean, Juan only killed a couple of people. But, to be far to us Haligonians, how often do we get hit with a hurricane? My father said last year, "but it wasn't even that big of a storm; it was only a Category 1." Well, actually, I think the reports now were that it gained strength and was almost a Category 3, and again, it's not like we usually get hit with storms that big. I know Juan pales in comparison to Ivan, but high winds and rain are still high winds and rain. There are still crooked telephone poles, over a year later. This time last year, I was losing my mind. I was itching everywhere, just wanting some hot water to have a shower. I didn't have food in the house, and no electricity to keep it in the fridge or cook it. I didn't even have music, tv, or internet. It was already getting to me after just 3 days. To make matters worse, I had been unemployed for a month, and I was still a month and a half away from getting my student loan. I had to eat out, but had no money (and the money I did have, I spent drinking at the Khyber the day after the storm. I didn't think it would be over a week before things went back to semi-normal, and KC should've gotten his money that day). That first day was a fun one. Everyone in the city searching for coffee and taking pictures. It was nice when no one in the city had power, but it wasn't so nice when EVERYONE had power except me. I remember being so fucking bitter the first day back to school. I had shared Darcy's couch with KC. I barely slept at all, but at least I had some good food and a shower. I arrived at school very bitter, to hear people laughing in the hallway. "Hey, Crystal, how'd you make out through the blackout?" I'll let you know when I actually have power back. I'll have to do my homework tonight by candlelight (well, if I ever did my homework).
It's now the month of Halloween. I've been thinking about my costume for a month and still I have nothing. But, it's not like I have plans. It's no fun to plan a costume if you don't have somewhere to wear it. I love Halloween so much, but my costumes always bite.
A year ago, I was starting day 3 of the blackout after Hurricane Juan. I didn't have a blog to write about Juan then, and now it seems ridiculous to recount the impact it had here in light of poor Florida this year. I mean, Juan only killed a couple of people. But, to be far to us Haligonians, how often do we get hit with a hurricane? My father said last year, "but it wasn't even that big of a storm; it was only a Category 1." Well, actually, I think the reports now were that it gained strength and was almost a Category 3, and again, it's not like we usually get hit with storms that big. I know Juan pales in comparison to Ivan, but high winds and rain are still high winds and rain. There are still crooked telephone poles, over a year later. This time last year, I was losing my mind. I was itching everywhere, just wanting some hot water to have a shower. I didn't have food in the house, and no electricity to keep it in the fridge or cook it. I didn't even have music, tv, or internet. It was already getting to me after just 3 days. To make matters worse, I had been unemployed for a month, and I was still a month and a half away from getting my student loan. I had to eat out, but had no money (and the money I did have, I spent drinking at the Khyber the day after the storm. I didn't think it would be over a week before things went back to semi-normal, and KC should've gotten his money that day). That first day was a fun one. Everyone in the city searching for coffee and taking pictures. It was nice when no one in the city had power, but it wasn't so nice when EVERYONE had power except me. I remember being so fucking bitter the first day back to school. I had shared Darcy's couch with KC. I barely slept at all, but at least I had some good food and a shower. I arrived at school very bitter, to hear people laughing in the hallway. "Hey, Crystal, how'd you make out through the blackout?" I'll let you know when I actually have power back. I'll have to do my homework tonight by candlelight (well, if I ever did my homework).
It's now the month of Halloween. I've been thinking about my costume for a month and still I have nothing. But, it's not like I have plans. It's no fun to plan a costume if you don't have somewhere to wear it. I love Halloween so much, but my costumes always bite.
posted by crystal at
10:03 am
2 Comments:
i have no costume either, and i have been thinking about it for 11 months. i suck. i don't know where i'll wear the costume that i'll throw together at the last minute. there is a metal show that night. and i have to work that day. and reflections is always fun. and hmmm...
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lucifuge, at 3/10/04 7:05 pm
I guess I'll throw something together if something fun to go to comes up.
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crystal, at 5/10/04 11:56 am
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