I know, it's a little juvenile, but I can't take it anymore. 60% of my paycheck is going to pay for the utility bill. Wait, I meant the fuel surcharge. I didn't even use my oven ONCE! I should've baked some brownies. Damn, I should've baked something at least once. Guess it was meant to happen. Every blogger has their infamous CUC post and this is mine.
You're killing me, CUC. Two power outages a day!? Do you know that I was at the BMV today and waited for hours for the power to turn on so that I could spend five seconds posing for a new license? Do you know that although there was no power for hours there were more employees than flame tree buds on tree outside? How is that saving money when we pay an army of people to take turns saying "come back later... no power"? Do you know that I ended up looking like one of the Charles Manson girls on my new ID, with my brand spanking new name that I was so excited to finally get? Rahhhhhh
It's termite season, and when the power's out it's like Chamorro Band Stand at home, trying to get them out of our shirts, pants and in very special places that termites ought never to be. OK, maybe termite season is not your fault.
I don't read the paper for news anymore, I look for the load shedding schedule. Everything revolves around the load shedding schedule. Sometimes if I can't find the schedule, or if there isn't one published, I panic. I frantically rush to the shower before the power goes out and the water pressure subsides. Quick everyone! Let's all sit by the one light that's on in the house and bask in each other's love before the power goes out and we turn into reverse gremlins. "Don't get them wet and don't turn on the power until they're drenched in sweat!"
I almost baked lasagña the other week, but...a) I was afraid the power might go out and we'd end up eating what I would pass off as spaghetti with really big noodles!
b) for once, it might actually be cheaper to order it from a fancy restaurant, complete with garlic toast and tiramisu for dessert.
c) I would rather spend the money to send my kids to college one of these days.
Whew. There's more, lots more where that came from but i'm afraid the power's going out. Ironic thing about all this, and this isn't just because
Ed is my
oldest buddy alive, but he has been honestly trying to make enough of a stink that our government does something about this travesty and he gets criticized for it. Geez...I say, keep going Ed, more and more people will get brave enough to speak up, it just takes one person smart enough to know what to fight for and foolish enough to try. Oh crap! That was a fluctuation....oh crap...sayonara folks.
That was my C.U.C. post.....
Peyton's first day of school was yesterday. She had to wait for me to get off work to go home, so by the time we got there she had to scramble to do her homework in order to beat the power outage. This used to be manageable in a "suck it up, that's life in the CNMI" sort of way, but this is no way to live anymore. I don't even remember there being as many candles in my grandmother's house when I was growing up and those were the good old days. Someone's supposed to be looking after our best interest, using the valuable tax payer dollars we contribute to ensure essential public services to our community, right? How long are they going to take, and how much longer can we just sit aside and trust them to do the right thing?
If it weren't for the power outage the last few chapters of Eclipse would have been rather dull. As it was, the blackout provided the perfect ambiance for my virtual experience - my first vampire war. Oh, it was better so much better than a Wii, I was transported to the middle of Edward's field, right there in the dark with the Cullens and the pack. My eyes burned just as fiercely with loathing. My heart raced with theirs as I too tried to control the volatile mixture of frustration and contempt. I was sweating, drained, wishing it would all end quickly. Just as the newborns approached, I heard a eerie howl pierce through the blackness outside. It came from somewhere in mountains before me. The wind carried the scent of disaster in the air. "This is too good to be true" I thought to myself.
I know, it's a little juvenile, but I can't take it anymore. 60% of my paycheck is going to pay for the utility bill. Wait, I meant the fuel surcharge. I didn't even use my oven ONCE! I should've baked some brownies. Damn, I should've baked something at least once. Guess it was meant to happen. Every blogger has their infamous CUC post and this is mine.
You're killing me, CUC. Two power outages a day!? Do you know that I was at the BMV today and waited for hours for the power to turn on so that I could spend five seconds posing for a new license? Do you know that although there was no power for hours there were more employees than flame tree buds on tree outside? How is that saving money when we pay an army of people to take turns saying "come back later... no power"? Do you know that I ended up looking like one of the Charles Manson girls on my new ID, with my brand spanking new name that I was so excited to finally get? Rahhhhhh
Whew. There's more, lots more where that came from but i'm afraid the power's going out. Ironic thing about all this, and this isn't just because Ed is my oldest buddy alive, but he has been honestly trying to make enough of a stink that our government does something about this travesty and he gets criticized for it. Geez...I say, keep going Ed, more and more people will get brave enough to speak up, it just takes one person smart enough to know what to fight for and foolish enough to try. Oh crap! That was a fluctuation....oh crap...sayonara folks. That was my C.U.C. post.....
