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\nWell, that was an interesting little ride.\n<\/p>\n
\nWhen the power first went out yesterday afternoon I wasn’t actually surprised. Pissed off, because I was on a short deadline and didn’t want any interuptions, but we had all noticed the slight dimming of our monitors and lights a scant minute or so before the full blackout hit. And now my deadline is extended a day, which combined with the weekend will make my life a little easier.\n<\/p>\n
\nIt seems that most people assumed the power would not come on in time to return to work today – all night I heard people out partying, laughing, yelling. But it wasn’t the noise of terror or chaos, it was the sound of adventure, of excitement. I must admit, even I felt a little disappointed when the power came on again a few minutes before five this morning – just over twelve hours after it went out. It was<\/i> a little bit of an adventure. Rather than sitting and watching TV all night, I took my book and wandered down the path that leads behind my house to a little park, where I watched a baseball game finish up (unbeknonst to me at the time, it was actually my company playing. They won). I watched some kids play basketball. I finished the evening by reading on a bench until the light was too low to see the words anymore. I had an interesting time getting back into my apartment though; the emergency lights were not running in the hallways, so I had to feel<\/i> my way along the wall, counting doors as I went. I even fondled the numbers on my own door to make doubley-sure I wouldn’t accidentally try to walk into someone else’s apartment.\n<\/p>\n
\nThe rest of the evening was spent by candlelight and flashlight, and the glow of my laptop, until it died (It said there was still an hour and a half of battery life … gotta remember in the future that it lies …) Only a paragraph or so of the story was lost at least.\n<\/p>\n