This Is Going to Be Pretty Gross...

I have no water. There is no water in my house. I cannot do any water related activites. This includes everything from cooking to pooping.

Here's what happened. We lost power last night. The whole street was down. Now, I don't know what happened. Either a transformer died or some jackass hit a telephone pole. Regardless of what happened, I lost power. Me losing power means the pump to my well doesn't work. And when you're well pump doesn't work, well you're shit out of luck when it comes to wanting water.

So I woke up this morning, stretched, itched the appropriate body part, and went into the bathroom for my morning pee. Apparently I ate too much last night because I also needed to poop, so I did. I went to flush. Oh no! The toilet won't flush! So there's my poo, just chilling out in the bowl, smirking at how cool it is for beating the system. You disgust me, you insignificant poo. I attempt to wash my hands, but alas, no water there either.

Baby When It's Cold Outside...

I'm sitting here bundled up in bed in my rapist sweats and Brockton High sweatshirt and I'm seriously starting to regret drinking two cups of tea in a five minute span because all I want to do is sleep. It was fucking freezing outside and having to do heavy lifting all night wasn't exactly what I had in mind when I woke up this morning. I had planned for a job interview, furniture pickup, and possible some yard work. But nope, I get recruited to lift the world's heaviest chicken coop and step in dog poop. Awesome. At least now I feel warm and clean, on top of hyper. 1am is a little late for it, but I'll take what I can get.

I'm setting my heart on the job I interviewed for this morning. It's a nice job at a call center with a nice starting, 2$ above minimum, with chances for raises and benefits. Plus, I can keep my piercings and I can wear jeans. It's pretty awesome. Fingers are deff crossed times a million. I need a nice job to make bank while I train for a career to make even more bank. =]