The power went out at my house yesterday around 6:30 am. As of 6:30 last night, it was still not back on. The twenchettes went to their Dad's and then to friends, I grabbed some clothes and went to Dino's. And of course, the rednecks had a generator going. I think there is something in the redneck handbook about always needing a generator available. Fucking lunatics. It was LOUD. Very LOUD. I was only home long enough to grab a change of clothes and I had a friggin headache.
As of last night, they hadn't caught up with Karen. We're hoping they catch up with her today. She left probably 15 voice messages last night.
I wish I had time to put on paper all the thoughts in my head, but sadly, work calls once again. If I'm lucky, I'll be out of here by 7 tonight.
I hate taxes
