Monday, January 28, 2008

Thanks, Power!

Last night the power went out. This is because water fell from the sky for the 7th day in a row. LA decided it just couldn't live in these barbaric conditions anymore and therefore collapsed, dramatically. It then woke up and got bigger boobs. But, during the collapse it took with it my building's electricity. Due to this fact I woke up confused as to why it was light in my bedroom and my clock was blinking 3AM. Using my crack detective skills after about 10 minutes of rubbing my eyes and muttering, I pieced together the fact that at some point the power went out. (I'm clever like that) And I was late. Very late. So late that I put on my pants in my car and ate breakfast during my first morning meeting. I spent all day cursing the power and the fact that my parking attendant guy totally saw my panties when I got out of my car, hopping on one leg and pulling on my jeans.


Then I got home. And my DVR magically fixed itself! And let me tell you, there is nothing better than weeks and weeks of recorded crappy television that I can enjoy, in pants that I put on at home, with a single serving box of wine. Man, is it possible to be this classy all the time? I think it is.

1 comment:

Chuck said...

I hate it when that happens. I have a sickness in me that causes me to wake up when the power goes out. I actually hear the alarm clock go off... This is because the servers at my house need to be shut down properly, so I get my happy arse out of bed to do so.

I'm sick, I know... I'm in therapy about it now.

P.S. You probably made that attendant's day. Lucky guy....