Still no power. Did I mention that my hot water is also electric, so I have no hot water as well. Last night when I got home it was hot, so I decided to sit outside for awhile. The drunk Irish guy who is aaround my age that lives on the floor above me came out awhile later and asked me to go to the bar across the street with him. Since it wasn't even dark yet and he was already clearly drunk and slurring his words (which by the way STILL sounds hot with an Irish accent), I politely declined. Sure enough, right at 4am when the bars closed I heard him LOUDLY singing as he walked up the stairs. At least he's a happy drunk....I should be so lucky....
I'm starting to feel like an urban episode of Little House on the Prarie.....
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