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“i saw you sad.
and your sadness is very sexy.
strong fragile man you know what i mean?
because this is love, maybe.
a_”—lady’s bag on the train today…...
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I AM HAVING AN UNPRECEDENTED GREAT HAIR DAY AND I PASSED MATH FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY COLLEGE CAREER AND IT IS SUMMER.
yeeeeeeeeeee
“WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE IN A HEAP!”
I watched this on Thursday night when there was a fabulous Arthur post on ONTD (Neil Gaiman on Arthur? YES PLZ). I didn’t know it then, but it would freakily mirror what would happen to me when Snowpocalypse hit the Mid-Atlantic this weekend.
On Thursday night, I went to Safeway and waited in line for an hour to buy groceries in case I couldn’t get out of Baltimore. (I thought it might be safer to stay at my parents’ house during the storm. I was proved to be disastrously wrong.) Many area schools, including UMCP and UMBC, had already canceled all their classes on Friday. My school —of course— opened on Friday. It started snowing during my afternoon lab and I was worried that I’d be stuck in the city, but the snow wasn’t sticking. My partner and I finished dissecting early and I rushed back to my apartment to pack my books.
The snow was just starting to stick to the highways when my dad picked me up. At around midnight, the lights started flickering on and off and at around 3 in the morning, our power shut down completely. We were without power for the next 20 hours. Electricity or not, we still had to shovel the two tons of snow off our driveway (our driveway is poorly designed and is way wider than necessary). We have amazing neighbors, who after having shoveled their own walks, went around helping others. Even so, the snow was compacted and was icy at the bottom. It normally takes me about an hour to shovel the driveway by myself, but the snow was so heavy that I could only get about eight square feet done in an hour. A neighbor had a snowblower and was going up and down the streets and finished plowing my driveway (I think they felt sorry for me). The sun had set by the time we finished shoveling one lane.
The temperature continued to drop during this period, and I was actually warmer outside and working up a sweat than I was inside, sitting around and freezing my ass off. We have a fireplace so we started burning 2x4s that we found on our back deck. We’re also lucky that we have a gas stove to cook, and we didn’t have to worry about refrigeration, because…yeah. My mom is still an amazing cook even without electricity.
So we sat around, yelled at each other, calmed down and were nice to each other again, called BG&E a million times, fell asleep and all the lights came on around midnight. The first thing I tried to do was watch “Pregnancy Pact” on demand.
The sad thing is that half our street actually never lost their electricity; only the front half of the street remained dark. And there are still tens of thousands of people in the Baltimore-Wash metro region that STILL don’t have electricity.
And then Hopkins (=Ratburn in this situation) was planning to open school tomorrow (the only college in the region to do so) but everyone complained and they changed their minds. Fuck Hopkins.
And that’s how I survived Snowpocalypse/Snowmeggadon/Snowgasm/Snowtorious BIG 2010. Supposed to get 10 more inches on Tuesday night. Lovely.
