My apartment here in San Diego is from the pre-technology era, and thus has certain limitations. Only one phone jack for the entire apartment. Only one power outlet for the dining room home office wing. But the east side (living room and bedroom) has one of the best views I’ve ever had, the location is wonderful, and the landlord, for a modest sum on top of the normal rent, allows the little African-American Psycho Terrier to mark their bushes.

Normally the limitations don’t bother me, and I’ve strung together enough power strips to keep the computer, two phones, a desk lamp and a microwave oven (the kitchen outlet was too far away) running. Today though, I was going to try and work and to avoid dripping sweat all over the client files I needed to turn on the little window A/C.

I’ve blown the circuit breaker on one of the power strips five times so far and most of my attempted work vanished along with the desktop wallpaper hottie. Two phone calls were also cut short when the base station of the cordless phone cut out.

I’d give up and go to the beach but I’m too sunburned from yesterday’s nap at Black’s to try that again until next weekend. No, there are no pictures of that.

I’d thought about vacuuming and washing dishes but I think that would just strain the building’s electricity even more. I only use the A/C here a few days a year, and most of the units don’t even have it. On a day like this though, it makes the apartment tolerable, but at what price? At least the TV’s on a different circuit.

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