I'm out of snack sized Mounds bars.
Gas is now being rationed.
The Governor has instituted Odd/Even days for gas.
I think I'm even so it's my day to get gas.
It is making the gas lines slightly shorter.
We still have no power.
I am on an island floating in a sea of darkness while all around me is bathed in light.
Egg, my cat clings to me like an old favorite sweatshirt that has become too tight.
His ears are cold and he wants to make a tent under the blanket.
I finished a book this week.
Picked up The Lost Prince by Julie Kagawa at the local book store.
This past week's comics haven't come in yet being held captive in some hub.
Likewise no packages have come.
I'm afraid to open the fridge for fear of what smells will come out.
Garbage Day is Monday.
Dunkin Donuts is still closed.
Oh Pumpkin Muffin, how I miss you.