Well this has been an interesting* day.

I’ve hardly had any sleep over the last couple of nights, so I only did the normal shift at work on Wednesday so that I could do the 12hr shift last night. I was absolutely shattered and was going cross-eyed from looking at the computer screen so much, my hands felt like they had seized up from all the constant typing I’ve been doing and I was just generally in a shitty mood

My ‘day’ has been pants. Supposedly upgraded our cable TV to the Family Package (i.e Disney Channel and Nickelodeon. Mmm….cartoony goodness) but the cable company’s idea of upgrade is to not let us have access to *any* of the channels. So I spent the few spare moments I had after waking up trying to phone them. All I got was ‘The call centre is extremely busy right now, please try again between 12pm and 4.30pm’. I was calling at 3.50pm!

After scaring myself half to death by looking in the mirror I realised that I needed to wash my hair, but only had 15 minutes to put the hot water on. Lets just say it was a tad warmer than totally-fucking-freezing. After putting myself through that hellish experience, I start drying my hair, when all power gets cut off! So there I am, dripping wet hair, in the pitch black, with my nightgown on. I was not a happy bunny.

Luckily, being a goth has its advantages; there were plenty of candles within reach so I could actually see what I was tripping over. In the mad rush to get ready I forgot my money, food (to last me the next 12 hours, and I hadn’t had anything to eat before then either)…and my bra. Yes, that’s right. I had to go to work without my bra on. It’s quite funny now, but at the time I was just so self-conscious and embarrassed.

The power was still off when I got home, so Dave had to phone my dad to get him to collect the food that was in the freezer for us, so it didn’t defrost. Went to bed at 11pm and woke up again at 2am. The power was still off. It kept coming back on for about 5 seconds every 6 minutes or so just to tease me, I’m sure. I attempted to read a book, but couldn’t, no matter how many candles I lit, I couldn’t read it. I just keep forgetting how much I rely on electricity. It pisses me off.

Well now the power is back on, I’m actually pondering going back to bed. No one’s online, and I may as well try and get a bit of rest before I start the 12 hour shift again tonight. I need to go out earlier today to go to the bank and I think I’ll treat myself to a giant mug of my favourite coffee up town. Yep. Definitely. Need coffee.

* May actually be sarcasm