ARRRRGGGGHHHH

No running water, no phone, no internet, 8 feet of snow, car is buried. San Bernardino provided an emergency number which is busy and then hangs up on you. I informed Spectrum (my internet company) that my internet is down and my phone isn't working, so if there's an emergency I can't communicate with anyone. They told me the earliest anyone could look at it would be March 13.

I ran out of chicken food (no deliveries) so I'm feeding them peanut butter sandwiches and kitchen scraps. They're still laying!

I am not traumatized by fictional snow! Feel free to write me either snowy or non-snowy fic if you like.

I write book reviews in advance and dole them out, so I shall dole some. Feel free to comment, I will reply when I have internet.

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