As of last night, we had no water pressure in the kitchen, no internet access, no gas for the stove, no hot water and a dead breaker in the breaker box, rendering Elias' room devoid of power.
This morning I avoided the shower situation altogether, a decision which was validated when a certain someone's "I need to shower before work" quickly turned into shrill curses drowned out by ice-water, audible from the kitchen.
On my way to work today I got a text message from E. informing me that "a squad of people" had arrived, and were beginning to fix everything. If all goes according to plan we should also have internet by this afternoon as well.
I haven't heard from him in a while though.
About Me
- De.Corday
- Charlote de Corday, a figure of the French Revolution, was a rebel against the rebellion, an individual in a war of sides. Charlotte de Corday has thus become my nom de guerre as an individual caught up in a world that speaks in borders rather than content. I am quite simply a student of philosophy and theories of government, a musician and a coffee addict, returned to my native urban New Jersey to find a place rapidly gentrifying, changing, growing--whatever you want to call it, only to move to Brooklyn and act as the other side of that coin. I am trying to make art after four years of academy, trying to feel for an ever elusive home... also trying to keep my car running. Trying to live and work and create in a way that each is copacetic to the other two. I currently write freelance and work for a newspaper in Lower Manhattan.
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