Texas, personal
We've had power since 22.30 last night.
We were without for three days.
One of our pipes burst; it's under the floor of our pier-and-beam house. We'll try to get epoxy putty and patch it up until stores aren't so wild.
A good friend let me take a shower at his place earlier today. Felt almost like a normal one. My mom's ready to buy me a generator so I don't have to scrounge one next cataclysm.
I'm warm tonight, but fragile.
Texas, personal
Cold tried to take my hands as a kid, my life—twice—as a teen. My BMI, despite my mid-life belly, still isn't high enough to make me even slightly resistant to cold. It's my nemesis,
and a whole crew of fucks made me face it down *again* for no reason but money.
I want to just eliminate people. Black ops team, disappear a whole slew of folks, whoops! Where'd they go? Well, better get a new crop of legislators and board members, etc.
