fairjennet: Text only. "In the beginning, there was nothing, which exploded." (angst entertaining)
Hey there. Typing is kind of soothing today, with the nice clickity-clack of the keys over the lovely electrical hum of the air conditioner. Something soothing is definitely what I need right about now. Ahhh...electricity. I love, love, love electricity.

Since the hurricane, I've been working double shifts at my Grandma's house. She has no power, and asks me every twenty minutes or so why her lamp/tv/refrigerator doesn't work. Seriously, every twenty minutes except when she's actually sleeping. Since last Saturday.

Yes, I did say Saturday.

It's not her fault that she can't remember, but I swear I'm going to shake her one of these times. Okay, so probably not, but still. Every. Twenty. Minutes. The kiddo, who is coming to her house with me until Dad cleans up from the flooding in his place, ends up arguing with her every time she does it. It always turns into a huge dramatic mess. Luckily, we have some relief nurses coming in now, and I have tomorrow and the next day off. Thank you God.

I can't believe I'm whining about my grandma, who after all is safe, alive, and has a roof over her head--just like the rest of my friends and family here in Houston. Isn't it funny how the little annoyances become so very annoying even though they don't really matter at all? Even after living through something as dangerous as a hurricane? After all the craziness, there are so, so many good things that I should be thanking my stars about. I think I'll make a list.

1. We're alive.

2. The people I love are safe and well (if a bit soggy and temperamental in places).

3. The really big oak tree did not, in fact, crash into my apartment building like the other oak tree did to the people who live two buildings down. I have a roof and intact windows and actually no damage at all. I am so, so, so lucky.

4. I went to the grocery store yesterday. It was open.

5. The neighbors across the street from my grandma's house are very nice. I met them while hauling tree limbs to the curb, thereby getting to talk to someone with a mental age of above ten years. Wheee!

6. I have power! Electrical power is wonderful, I can't stress this enough.

7. Having gas in the tank of my van is pretty wonderful too, even if it did take me an hour and a half to get it.

8. Normally, an hour is entirely too long to wait for a McDonald's hamburger--but it was totally worth it after so many days of eating food out of a can. It tasted sooooo good.

9. I'm here and alive and safe to whine about the little things. Yay for human nature.

Geez, what a list--half complaining, half grateful. It's times like these when I realize what a silly thing I really am. :D


Feb. 14th, 2008 12:33 am
fairjennet: Text only. "In the beginning, there was nothing, which exploded." (i feel a sin comin on)
It's midnight, and I've just returned from sneaking out of the house to go to the store. ^__^ I even remembered to step over the creaky floorboard on the way out so that the grandmother didn't wake up.
Now, it probably would have been better if my head hadn't hit the wind-chime hanging beside the door on the way back inside, but hey, it has been an awfully long time since my sneaking days. Anyway, it wasn't fatal. I still didn't get caught. Go me!


I feel like such a teenager.
fairjennet: Text only. "In the beginning, there was nothing, which exploded." (love me and despair)
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I actually offered to stay here at my grandmother's house indefinitely. Indefinitely as in instead of going back on the road. I must have been drunk.

Okay, so I don't drink, but maybe she slipped something into my Dr. Pepper? I must have been under the influence of something to have made this offer. I certainly couldn't have been in my right mind. This is the woman, who right at this very moment, is throwing a screaming tantrum because we are out of eggs. Yes, we're out of eggs. Apparently this lack of eggs proves my stupidity once and for all. She tells me I'm a failure at least fifteen times a day. Since coming to stay here I've acquired the distressing tendency to burst into tears at the slightest provocation. I haven't drawn, written or even thought anything creative since November.

The icon, btw, is in her honor. It represents her in one of her milder moods.

But, hey, I'm alive and stuff. [livejournal.com profile] stendhaliser sent me some Oscar Wilde quotes, which inspired a trip to the used bookstore to get his complete works. Now I'm all in love with the man.

I'm also reading a biography about Charles Dickens. Oh, and a book about the 100 most influential people in history. And I tried to read Madame Bovary and actually made it halfway through. I read when I'm depressed and can't get on the internet. If I get any more frustrated I'll have to get a bigger library.

I miss elves.

--edited to correct spelling--:p
fairjennet: Text only. "In the beginning, there was nothing, which exploded." (multiple exclaimation points)
Hi, I'm alive. Merry late Christmas and happy new year.
We're staying at my grandma's house, a place where the only internet access is very unreliable dial-up. Grandma is manipulative and practically crazy. Also, I've just applied for a job as a library assistant. Terrified? Miserable? Totally bonkers? Me? YES!!!

I'll update again in a couple of weeks. Hope everybody had wonderful holidays!
fairjennet: Text only. "In the beginning, there was nothing, which exploded." (Default)
It's been a very frightening and busy week. Read more... )


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