An ice storm hit Swishyville last night. This was the view out my car window early this afternoon:
This is the window--UNROLLED--after 10 minutes of thawing out:
And in the parking lot, what used to be a very nice tree:
I have no power, which means I have no heat. That's a problem in itself ... add the fact that the most INCOMPETENT utility company in the COUNTRY services my city, and, well, it's gonna be a long night. Seriously. This company is like third-world-country bad. I can basically expect to be without power for the next three days.
Thankfully, my favoritest coffee shop on the planet has power, so here I am, sucking up their electricity until they kick me out. I was lulled into complacency by the last two big power outages, which didn't affect me one tiny bit, so I hadn't so much as charged my cell phone. The power went out a bunch last night, but it kept coming back on, so once morning hit I figured I was good. I was all cuddled up, ready to blow off everything and spend the day wrapped up in front of the TV, when POOF. Out. For good. Right in the middle of the I Love New York rerun, no less! And then my cell phone died 10 minutes later.
Oh, yeah--my flashlight's not working, either.
Since I'm stubborn and I have to work tomorrow, I'll probably go back home for the night even though it'll be freezing. I have three new books, I have an iPod with the first season of Grey's Anatomy on it (and Tetris, once I get finished downloading it), and I have a fireplace currently devoid of dead birds. And chocolate. So I should be fine.
But suuuuuuuuuck suckity suck, this sucks.