The power went out. To *half* my apartment. The front half. I don't use much from that half, 'cept the TV, and the CD player, and the fridge.
I have ice-cream sandwiches in the fridge, which I started eating *just in case*. Now I'm bloated, and I still have ice-cream sandwiches.
Earlier today I saw 'The Ring', which isn't really very scary, but requires
you to tell all your friends that it's wonderful and awesome and terrifying, under pain of death, thus explaining the good reviews. Well, to hell with that. Don't go see it. And if I die mysteriously exactly a week from now... really
don't go see it. O.O Current Mood: full