what the fuck am i supposed to do? sit in the dark?

if you're interested, i'm seething with anger -- at my landlord, at my housemates -- because i have been without power for four whole days. on thursday, my loud filipino housemate trips the fuse by using the ghetto-ass microwave in the kitchen. this has happened before and i have told everyone in the house not to use that microwave (there are two). i realize that the power is out so i go in the kitchen and there she is saying "we don't have electric." small inconvenience for her since her room's circuit isn't connected to the kitchen. mine is. this isn't the first time this has happened and if it does happen again, there will be a sledgehammer through that microwave, just to remind that goddamn cunt which microwave is BAD. then there's my landlord who's so non-chalant about the whole thing -- won't come turn my power back on even though it's just the flick of a switch. he doesn't live here and the circuit box is in the locked basement. three more months until my lease in this refugee camp is up.

fine

everything is cushy here right now. i'm enjoying myself thoroughly doing a multitude of exciting things and meeting very fabulous people. the job started three weeks ago and my college education was validated once i received my first paycheck. i'm flying to chicago late september for a little vacay with plans of more travel (seattle, sf) in the coming months. the GREs are still lingering at the back of my mind; haven't had the guts to register because i feel unprepared. i suppose that's all there is to report about my superficial and comfortable life. cheers.