Annoyances come in bunches :p
Jul. 29th, 2002 08:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whitereflectionIt is ironic, which will be clarified in a moment, that I recently signed up for whole-house surge protection from our local power company. See, they tried to come out last week to set it up, but like idiots, we'd left the back porch--where the meter is--locked, and they couldn't do what they needed to do. I'd been taking my sweet time (ie. spacing it off) in calling the tech to reset it up.
So then Friday night we get this monster-asssed cool thunderstorm. Which is neat, in that I like thunderstorms, and good in that we needed the rain--but the power surge from an all but direct lightning strike (it had to have hit within 500 feet of us) blew out our automatic garage door opener. (Which wouldn't have happened if we'd left the back porch unlocked like we were supposed to so they could set up the house-surge protection. Gah.)
*rolls eyes* Riiiiight. Okay, make that two phone calls I gotta make Monday--power company and garage door service. Then, when we happen to try to call somewhere on Sunday--hey, the phone's not working! Great!! *flails* Don't think it was the storm, as we called Anj with no problems Saturday. But whatever it is, it's got it so that there's no dial tone, just this weird mechanical buzzing--like listening to an angry aquarium pump. Or something. :p
So I'm up to three calls I gotta make today--and now James can't remember if his dad comes into town today, or tomorrow! Fscking baka! Yeah, sounds harsh, but this is the guy who insists that he can remember anything and everything, so never writes any of it down. You don't know how many phone messages he's forgotten to give me, because it's too much of a hassle for him to write a note--and now this. At least he can try to call his mom from work, using a phone card, figure out which day his dad is coming in. It's just we've got a friend who's asked us over, and we can't say yes or no until James figures this out. Meh.
So here I be, with my comfort food of a bacon breakfast bagel sandwich thing from McDonald's, trying to tell myself that this doesn't blow the whole day, and that I really shouldn't be so down about getting going on this week. :p Hearing the news story that jets were scrambled over Washington DC this past Friday late night/early morning to chase an unidentified flying object (some blue thing they couldn't make radio contact with, and which left them in the fscking dust soon after) was just the perfect way to top off my grand start to the day. *makes a face* Ackgh.
So then Friday night we get this monster-asssed cool thunderstorm. Which is neat, in that I like thunderstorms, and good in that we needed the rain--but the power surge from an all but direct lightning strike (it had to have hit within 500 feet of us) blew out our automatic garage door opener. (Which wouldn't have happened if we'd left the back porch unlocked like we were supposed to so they could set up the house-surge protection. Gah.)
*rolls eyes* Riiiiight. Okay, make that two phone calls I gotta make Monday--power company and garage door service. Then, when we happen to try to call somewhere on Sunday--hey, the phone's not working! Great!! *flails* Don't think it was the storm, as we called Anj with no problems Saturday. But whatever it is, it's got it so that there's no dial tone, just this weird mechanical buzzing--like listening to an angry aquarium pump. Or something. :p
So I'm up to three calls I gotta make today--and now James can't remember if his dad comes into town today, or tomorrow! Fscking baka! Yeah, sounds harsh, but this is the guy who insists that he can remember anything and everything, so never writes any of it down. You don't know how many phone messages he's forgotten to give me, because it's too much of a hassle for him to write a note--and now this. At least he can try to call his mom from work, using a phone card, figure out which day his dad is coming in. It's just we've got a friend who's asked us over, and we can't say yes or no until James figures this out. Meh.
So here I be, with my comfort food of a bacon breakfast bagel sandwich thing from McDonald's, trying to tell myself that this doesn't blow the whole day, and that I really shouldn't be so down about getting going on this week. :p Hearing the news story that jets were scrambled over Washington DC this past Friday late night/early morning to chase an unidentified flying object (some blue thing they couldn't make radio contact with, and which left them in the fscking dust soon after) was just the perfect way to top off my grand start to the day. *makes a face* Ackgh.
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Date: 2002-07-29 10:52 am (UTC)Re: ???
Date: 2002-07-29 10:59 am (UTC)It was just weird enough to make me feel extra out of whack and surreal this am, was all... ^^;;
--Di
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Date: 2002-07-29 11:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-07-29 05:57 pm (UTC)Sorry about all the chaos. ~hugs~ Hey, I've got this great space under this rock over here, wanna hang with me?