Happy Birthday to me? (aka The worst 48 hours in recent history.)
So there could be two sources of the major problems I'm having in my life right now...
1) Mercury is in retrograde or
2) The 28th year of my life is going to be the worst on record.
In the past 48 hours I have suffered through the hottest most hellish day on earth in the bright sunshine for four hours (goodbye Lollapalooza, hello air conditioned bar) only to come home and find I had no electricity in my top floor, full sunshine apartment. After numerous calls to building management and the electricity company nothing was being done so with the assistance of the light from my cell phone and a friend's cell phone I packed a bag and headed to Boystown to stay with another friend. As the news was talking about people dying in the extreme temperatures I could *not* have survived a night in the 100+ temps of my flat. After a nice sleep on my friend's couch (the only good thing). I got to work almost an hour late to find my boss had come to work on time for the first time in months. Oops. I didn't leave my desk for the rest of the day until 5 pm when I packed up my numerous bags (I swear I'm one plastic bag shy of a bag lady at the moment) I get on the train to discover that I don't have my rail pass so that's an extra $2 charge on top of my $2 fare to get home. I walk in the house to find (OH JOY!) all my lights on as my power had been restored and I had obviously been walking around flicking switches last night as if that would do any good. As I was on the phone with my mum to explain that the birthday present I'd been waiting for had still not arrived (yup, the post office has apparently lost my rare Eva Zeisel something she's given me)... there is a frantic knock on my door. My downstairs neighbor rushes in and exclaims... "Oh my god your fish tank is leaking!". She was met with a dumb stare. I haven't had a fish tank in 15 years. I do however have pipes in my kitchen (as most kitchens do I would suppose) and we believe that one of them has burst leaving gushing water in her apartment. There is no sign of any damage or even problem in my place but that's to be expected as gravity would put the problem on her. F#cking hell. So now I have power (thank god) but will probably still not be able to spend a night in my apartment because someone is going to have to come turn the water off in order to knock holes in my dining room/kitchen wall and the floor in order to fix whatever the hell just spontaneously went wrong the second I walked into my apartment.
Shoot me now.