Tuesday, August 09, 2005

If I ever get married, I'm going to cry through the whole thing. I know this and there is no way around it.

Last night I had a dinner with some coworkers. Because they were late coming back from golfing, I had a long island while waiting. Of course I hadn't yet eaten, because I was waiting for them.

The power went out in all of the restaurant except the bar. Which was actually pretty cool, cause everyone was sitting in a big circle around it.

I was a little tipsy when I had to head home. Thankfully I had an escort. Ben came by and took me home. On the way, he pulled over at the place where he first said he loved me and I said I loved him. He put Something Corporate on the radio and told me the last year and last month have been the best time in his life. We danced and made out a bit (ah, memories)...

Then he hit me up for money. Just kidding.

And if I cried because of that (and I did), I'm surely going to cry when I'm married.


The power went out in half of our apartment. Of course it was the half with the air conditioner. We ended up sleeping in the living room while listening through open windows to the electric company fix the problem. A very, very loud bang woke us up once. And diesel trucks woke me up a couple of times. I love them for coming to fix it in the middle of the night, but around 2 in the morning, I treasure sleep more than power.

It still wasn't fixed by the time I woke up so it was a shower in candle light this morning (the hot water heater was on the other side of the apartment). As I walked out the door, the power came on.

So what's up with the power going out?

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