what is this, bizarro land?
Aug. 22nd, 2010 05:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardOh my God, my life is a freakshow. I am slowly freezing to death. In New Orleans. In August. I AM FREEZING IN NEW ORLEANS IN AUGUST THIS IS WRONG IN SO MANY WAYS. Also outside it is 84 F and feels like 95 F AND OMG THERE IS A HEAT ADVISORY IN EFFECT WTF.
To put this slightly more coherently and in context: my apartment is freezing, oh my gods, and I don't know where the thermostat is and nor am I comfortable fooling around with it even if I did know where it is. My comforter, blanket, and pillows are still in storage, but I figured, you know, NEW ORLEANS IN AUGUST, and thought I'd be okay with just sheets for one night. APPARENTLY NOT. I am in shorts, sweatpants, socks, cami, long-sleeved shirt, and a sweatshirt, and I am still freezing, and I am rapidly running out of clothes to put on, especially on the lower half, since most of my clothes are jeans or skirts or shorts: not helpful. I cannot even make tea in an attempt to warm up, as my electric kettle is still in storage and there appears to be no actual stovetop kettle. (Buying one. I <3 regular kettles. Also if it stays this OMG FREEZING I may have to buy a different comforter as well, as my comforter is kind of crap and not much with the comfort.)
*sighs* It is seven to six in the morning, and nothing is open around campus yet, so there's nowhere to go. Bruff doesn't open till eight and the library doesn't open tillten twelve (they're still on intersession hours), and the bookstore not till ten (SO I CANNOT BUY BLANKETS AND GO BACK TO BED), and the LBC might be open, but nothing in the LBC will be open yet. Have I mentioned that I did not actually go to sleep until, like, two in the morning despite getting only about two hours of sleep last night? This I blame on the time change. Also that my new roommates were in the living room talking -- I still haven't actually met them yet, they came in after I'd already retired to my (not yet fucking cold) room -- which isn't really helpful to me, as my room is right next to the living room and I could hear them. TALKING ABOUT COCKROACHES. IN OUR APARTMENT.
Also my bed creaks every time I look at it cross-eyed and my cell phone battery died while it was plugged in. It is now recharging, but still -- I am suspicious of it. I do not trust it. It used to drop a charge if I looked at it funny, but only in Washington and not Louisiana, which is why I kept it off almost all summer.
*stares at leaping cat and drinks tepid tap water*
Oh yeah. Did I mention I also have to frog my entire Haruni shawl? (1) ran out of yarn and (2) somehow stitches got dropped and something got terribly messed up while I was in transit, and I have no idea how to fix it. My entire shawl. That I've been working on for the better part of a month. I could rip back to my lifeline, but then I'm still left with the too little yarn problem. (I didn't have needles in the right size, so I cast on with needles two sizes larger. Which clearly also wasn't a particularly bright moment.)
These are clearly not my warm sweatpants. Damn, when I was thinking, "Hmm, should I bring another pair of pajama pants? Nah, never needed them before," I clearly should have trusted my better instincts.
To put this slightly more coherently and in context: my apartment is freezing, oh my gods, and I don't know where the thermostat is and nor am I comfortable fooling around with it even if I did know where it is. My comforter, blanket, and pillows are still in storage, but I figured, you know, NEW ORLEANS IN AUGUST, and thought I'd be okay with just sheets for one night. APPARENTLY NOT. I am in shorts, sweatpants, socks, cami, long-sleeved shirt, and a sweatshirt, and I am still freezing, and I am rapidly running out of clothes to put on, especially on the lower half, since most of my clothes are jeans or skirts or shorts: not helpful. I cannot even make tea in an attempt to warm up, as my electric kettle is still in storage and there appears to be no actual stovetop kettle. (Buying one. I <3 regular kettles. Also if it stays this OMG FREEZING I may have to buy a different comforter as well, as my comforter is kind of crap and not much with the comfort.)
*sighs* It is seven to six in the morning, and nothing is open around campus yet, so there's nowhere to go. Bruff doesn't open till eight and the library doesn't open till
Also my bed creaks every time I look at it cross-eyed and my cell phone battery died while it was plugged in. It is now recharging, but still -- I am suspicious of it. I do not trust it. It used to drop a charge if I looked at it funny, but only in Washington and not Louisiana, which is why I kept it off almost all summer.
*stares at leaping cat and drinks tepid tap water*
Oh yeah. Did I mention I also have to frog my entire Haruni shawl? (1) ran out of yarn and (2) somehow stitches got dropped and something got terribly messed up while I was in transit, and I have no idea how to fix it. My entire shawl. That I've been working on for the better part of a month. I could rip back to my lifeline, but then I'm still left with the too little yarn problem. (I didn't have needles in the right size, so I cast on with needles two sizes larger. Which clearly also wasn't a particularly bright moment.)
These are clearly not my warm sweatpants. Damn, when I was thinking, "Hmm, should I bring another pair of pajama pants? Nah, never needed them before," I clearly should have trusted my better instincts.