This has perhaps got to be one of the funniest things I’ve seen in my life:
“Oh Trixie, wouldn’t it be wonderful flying above the clouds shooting stars out of our matching vaginas!”
I realise that my last three posts have had titles which consist of capital letters. I swear, this will be the last time. At least for now. Anyway, last night, there was a power shortage. Apparently, this had been happening for a long time now. I noticed that when I would turn the taps in the shower, there would be constant but low voltage of electricity that I could feel through the taps. Then, a week or so before that, we noticed that the electricity wouldn’t distribute properly. For example, I would turn on the kitchen light, and then use the stove, which would dimmer the kitchen lights slightly. So, last night, the power had been cut for a second, and it would come back again. Everything finally died; the whole building went out. Which also meant that some things got fried. The internet modem got fried (right now, I’m using an older one when we first got the internet), the dust-buster, the fridge and the washing machine. This really sucks. Having a non-working fridge is so weird. I feel so empty. This sucks big time.
